So here it stands again,
The spartan force
A wall of bronze and
Iron, phalanx of death
An iron-bladed forest
Of thousands spears
Rises high and solid
As a spike fence
The hearts I the enemies
Hammer in their breasts
Their blood is cold as ice,
Fear dwells in their eyes
As we accelerate
The pace of advance
Their shouts of threat and
Anger will be their last
Merciless warriors
Advance in battle line
A perfect war machine,
A brotherhood of arms
We will never retreat,
We'll sacrifice ourselves
For spartans it's not dying
But fleeing that is death