No soul can say they’ve died in vain Not until the end, when the final arrow meets the battlefield How can we win? Our foe is gigantic But deep within we’re just as barbaric
Wielding the blades of Gloria, we’re made for victory Only we dare to bear these wings on our backs
We have all carved an oath into our hearts, beating in unity As our voices form the battle cry of the free We were born for the skies with these Wings of Freedom
(they are the prey and we are the hunters) x2
Finally we march in victory This is our first Gloria Oh my friend Let’s toast to victory when we meet again (x2)
No soul can say they’ve died in vain Not until the end, when the final arrow meets the battlefield
How can we win? Our foe is gigantic (x2) How can we win? How can we win?
Wielding the blades of Gloria, we’re made for victory Only we dare to bear these wings on our backs We have all carved an oath into our hearts, beating in unity As our voices form the battle cry of the free We were born for the skies … with these Wings of FreedomTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
