Battle Song

Hear the sound of swords fulfill the night

Feel the winds of death on your skin

See the arrows fly, flaming in the sky

Hear the screams of men, as they die

We won this battle wit might and fearless hearts

We came and we fulfilled our prophecy

So now we shall march back towards our kingdom

With heads up high and glimmering eyes

we returned with our glory

Silence now falls upon this blood red field

Vultures feasting with the flesh of dead bodies

"This is a great moment for all of us

but now it's time to head back home victorious"

Vyšlo na albech