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