Marching to war
Foretold in the lore
With our strength and our might
We are eager to fight
No one can save you
You’ll be dead by the night!
We fight, you'll be dead by the night
When sword clashes with bone
When arrow pierces shield
When the horn is sounded
The war has begun, we ride to war
With a heathen roar
This battle, will be our last
All will fail and pass
Defeated we are
But abolished we are not
Fighting to the end
As the prophecy foretold
Fighting for our lives
Brothers die by our side
Nothing but blood is shed
All of the weak have fled
But alas we are strong
So we shall now carry on
Fighting to win
Avenging the dead
Storming on through
And charging ahead
Do not doubt, do not cave, do not fall
For one day we shall rule them all
This is our destiny
Make them bleed, make them suffer, make them cold
For this is what
The prophecy foretold
Now only the great remain
Clinging to the hope of fame
For the old tales do not lie
For legends
Legends never die
For we are the legends of old
And we won as the prophecy foretold
Fighting for our lives
Brothers die by our side
Nothing but blood is shed
All of the weak have fled
But alas we are strong
So we shall now carry on
Fighting to win
Avenging the dead
Storming on through
And charging ahead