It's burning blood in our veins , it begins at the end of today Like one we are standing up for our honor and future dawn Time to go and show them bravery and strength for our native and ancient lands To fight in the fields is our life, we are the heros of this time
Hymns of the victory are heard in the skies Temples of glory to us will be shine We are but brothers and children of war Fire and ice and hearts of the storm
Soon must be battle and sunset is red ravens fell silent and death greetings sent Leader like prophet and lord of the steel Go into battle and feel the fear
Thunder of weapons and somebody's cry Whistle of arrows and enemies die Armor the source of the river of blood Ghost of the forest singing ballad
Moments of pain and moments of fall Souls are flying to Destiny's call Freedom and peace are waiting for them Their exploits will come in poem.
Thunder of weapons and somebody's cry Whistle of arrows and enemies die Armor the source of the river of blood Ghost of the forest singing ballad
Moments of pain and moments of fall Souls are flying to Destiny's call Freedom and peace are waiting for them Their exploits will come in poem.
Hymns of the victory are heard in the skies Temples of glory to us will shine We are but brothers and children of war Fire and ice and hearts of the storm
Morning light brought balance in their heart And all spirits will find their place In the history we'll come like great men Like son's of our own DestinyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
