| See what stands before us | |
| legions of men | |
| basking in this moment | |
| prepared we make our stand | |
| Arrows let fly | |
| you can not see the sun | |
| as they crest it blacks out | |
| hope that we might live | |
| warriors cry | |
| we will not retreat | |
| we will light the way | |
| we will fight our way | |
| to the end | |
| This life is fleeting | |
| no words can express | |
| how we feel in the now | |
| as the darkness consumes | |
| we all have sworn | |
| that there's no turning back | |
| we will fight | |
| to a beautiful death | |
| Side by side in battle | |
| the phalanx is our strength | |
| my brothers blood is my blood | |
| our enemy is tyranny | |
| Arrows let fly | |
| you can not see the sun | |
| as they crest it blacks out | |
| hope that we might live | |
| warriors cry | |
| we will not retreat | |
| we will light the way | |
| we will fight our way | |
| to the end | |
| Instinct takes over | |
| extinction is not sought | |
| the fire that burns in us | |
| magic nor pride | |
| our sacrifice | |
| will be carved in forever | |
| we'll live on | |
| through a beautiful death | |
| Arrows let fly | |
| you can not see the sun | |
| as they crest it blacks out | |
| hope that we might live | |
| warriors cry | |
| we will not retreat | |
| we will light the way | |
| we will fight our way | |
| to the end |