The Prophecy Foretold

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