I raise my sword now and call the God of the sunlight to ease my soul from the dark I hold deep within me My armour's blazing, my faith will give me the answer am I mistaken, will your light shine once again on me?
I dreamed of freedom and days of glory forgotten My heart was weeping for revenge that cannot die
Oh, lord almighty, grant me with strength to forgive them to ease my soul from this pain and endless suffering
Onward to battlefield Ten thousand sons of steel No fear within their hearts All pawns must play their parts
Dies irae, dies illaΔ Here will be our final stand Solvet saeclum in favillaΔ Blood will soak this holy land
Lament of victory Glory is calling me For honor of my king with blood I slake my steel
I see the sun reborn New light upon the throne To rule and to defend This game will never end
Rex tremendae maiestatisΔ Woe to those who led astray Salva me, fons pietatisΔ They will meet their judgement day
Lament of victory Glory is calling me For honour of my king with blood I slake my steel
(Δ from Dies Irae, XIII century Latin hymn)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.