| Song | Battle Cry |
| Artist | Sacred Oath |
| Album | Darkness Visible |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Across the fields we see the fight | |
| On battlefields fought through the night | |
| We killed by force, we struck them dead | |
| The men were gored, we moved ahead | |
| So many fell to meet their doom | |
| So many more will be there soon | |
| We met our fate and felt the pain | |
| A thunderstorm of crimson rain | |
| Horses galloping through the trees | |
| Bloody soldiers on their knees | |
| Raise the swords, it's time to die | |
| Screaming out our battle cry | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Time to die! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| A flag is raised in victory | |
| The battlefield is a blood-red sea | |
| We fought the war and lived to tell | |
| About the war and of its hell | |
| We've seen it all the bodies falling | |
| Millions watching others mauling | |
| A canopy for human season | |
| Millions die without a reason | |
| Horses galloping through the trees | |
| Bloody soldiers on their knees | |
| Raise the swords, it's time to die | |
| Screaming out our battle cry | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Time to die! | |
| Battle Cry! |
| Across the fields we see the fight | |
| On battlefields fought through the night | |
| We killed by force, we struck them dead | |
| The men were gored, we moved ahead | |
| So many fell to meet their doom | |
| So many more will be there soon | |
| We met our fate and felt the pain | |
| A thunderstorm of crimson rain | |
| Horses galloping through the trees | |
| Bloody soldiers on their knees | |
| Raise the swords, it' s time to die | |
| Screaming out our battle cry | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Time to die! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| A flag is raised in victory | |
| The battlefield is a bloodred sea | |
| We fought the war and lived to tell | |
| About the war and of its hell | |
| We' ve seen it all the bodies falling | |
| Millions watching others mauling | |
| A canopy for human season | |
| Millions die without a reason | |
| Horses galloping through the trees | |
| Bloody soldiers on their knees | |
| Raise the swords, it' s time to die | |
| Screaming out our battle cry | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Time to die! | |
| Battle Cry! |
| Across the fields we see the fight | |
| On battlefields fought through the night | |
| We killed by force, we struck them dead | |
| The men were gored, we moved ahead | |
| So many fell to meet their doom | |
| So many more will be there soon | |
| We met our fate and felt the pain | |
| A thunderstorm of crimson rain | |
| Horses galloping through the trees | |
| Bloody soldiers on their knees | |
| Raise the swords, it' s time to die | |
| Screaming out our battle cry | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Time to die! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| A flag is raised in victory | |
| The battlefield is a bloodred sea | |
| We fought the war and lived to tell | |
| About the war and of its hell | |
| We' ve seen it all the bodies falling | |
| Millions watching others mauling | |
| A canopy for human season | |
| Millions die without a reason | |
| Horses galloping through the trees | |
| Bloody soldiers on their knees | |
| Raise the swords, it' s time to die | |
| Screaming out our battle cry | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Battle Cry! | |
| Time to die! | |
| Battle Cry! |