See the flames Light the sky As the false Come to war
Bringing swords Of steel impure And with hearts Filled with deceit
They come to fight us They invade our land Burning as they come But we will stand
They think they can fight us They think they can win But where my brothers stand Will always be our land
We stand and see their fear Draw swords as we wait
Hammer sound as smiths work steel Blades sharpened, prepare to fight
We are proving our mettle We walk through the flames We are made of metal We shall fear no pain
They charge at us They break on our lines our swords cleave flesh their blood flows deep
Though some will fall We will win the day Valhalla awaits The glorious deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.