Come to me, all embittered men Whose severed roots renew We shall dismiss the falconer Whose commands led us astray
As surely as winter augurs spring Take heart, my friends: our storm is coming
As surely as our ancestors did breach Into those once untamed lands Oar over oar, driving ever forward
We find ourselves again in open waters Once again we carve our destined path
Ploughshares to swords Shoulder to shoulder The fate of all brothers To reunite in twilight days Our storm is coming
Water our soil with Traitorous blood So that from their sacrifice We grow anew
The blade is our compass Leading us ever onward to... Victory Beyond the western wavesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
