Thud, thud, thud on a distant roof

A farmer drudges through the field

His horse clops upon its hoof

The rain refused to yield

Clam, clam, clam goes the blacksmith's hammer

The cherry iron bends on the anvil

A small boy struggles to stammer 

His name is Manvel*

Trot, trot, trot drums against the road

A soldier yells over a gunshot 

The farmer looks and drops his load

The blacksmith's steel is still hot

A cry breaks the sound of rain

Armor clattering warns the town

Another man falls in pain

Caught with his guard down

Lightning ripples through the sky

A stream of iron floods the square

The first, second, third all die

The fourth he does not spare

Thud, thud, thud, goes the archer's bow

Soldiers ride to fill their place

The farmer's field with blood is sow'd 

A heart quickens pace

Clam, clam, clam goes swords on shields

The blacksmith bravely stands and falls

His hand only a hammers wields

And the soldier's sword hardly dulls 

Trot, trot, trot go the soldiers' steeds

Their goal finished and their money won

A single warrior, the gore he heeds

After the battle's done 

His name is Manvel 

*Yes that's actually a name xD It's also apparently the only word that rhymes with anvil