Iâm the chosen and the beloved,
Gather around me, brothers in arms!
Raise your heads, enjoy the dusk,
This eventide will be the last.
May joy be in your hearts,
For doom and glory are waiting for us.
In memories weâll live again,
Rising above oblivion.
In every song weâll be remembered,
In every place theyâll carve your names.
No one will forget the great sacrifice!
In every song weâll be remembered,
In every place theyâll carve your names.
No one will forget!
The horn is ringing: Night has gone.
The day of slaughter has finally come.
Roam with me, mighty friends,
As one weâll be once again.
Time moves in circles, this ainât the end.
Donât fear the void, be calm and strong.
In memories weâll live again,
Rising above oblivion.
In every song weâll be remembered,
In every place theyâll carve your names.
No one will forget the great sacrifice!
In every song weâll be remembered,
In every place theyâll carve your names.