As our army grows,
We're bolstered by fear,
Of common foe
Leave not to chance,
We must be swift,
For my time is short
Bow to none,
For the future of gaul's sons,
Through the of terror,
Bow to none
No stone and no marker,
No name to remember,
But why think of this when
Battles are near
Saviors,
Spirits of old,
Open the sky