All of man, march across the land, weapons in hand, for a final stand Upon the field, we fight we die, with honor with pride, to the Gods we cry Finally a war, worth fighting for, finally a war, worth dying for
Across the ravaged lands, the bodies fall Reign of death, against the tide they stand tall War to come, battle lost, battle won, more to come, the horde come Arrows fly; black the sun, death smiles, through the eyes of carrion Black the sky, worst to come Victory smiles, through the eyes of carrion
The funeral pyre is the world it is soon to burn A good death is what we want, through battle, what we earn
Across the mountains, through the snow The call was heard, the trumpets blown No time to think, that time is past The war has come, it will be our last Finally a war, worth fighting for, finally a war, worth dying for
The funeral pyre is the world it is soon to burn A good death is what we want through battle what we earn
It is not death that is to fear, it is dying without a cause without reason Die for yourself in your name for your cause for your own reasons Die with honor, die with pride, die with your comrades at your side One last hurrah before the world burns, Let it burn!
What is a warrior, without a war? An empty shell, not a man anymore? What are we living for?
Through the night, like wolves run Stench of fear, like rot in the sun Battle lost, a good death won, We come, to end we come A wave of flesh, with teeth bared Heads held high, blank eyes stare Waves of blood, drown all the lands A new dawn rises, a new monument standsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
