Winter falls upon the sentinels
As the warring drums
Draw ever-near
From the hills a pestilence is coming
The black snake
Reveals its fangs
Our sacred lands endure
Forevermore
And they fall upon the citadel
They storm in anger
To their death knell
We will call upon the citadel
And fight for freedom
To the gates of hell
Warriors of the earth and sky
Mark the battlefield
With fearless cries
Swords clash with demons unrelenting
Our dream of freedom
Will never die
Our sacred lands endure
Forevermore
And they fall upon the citadel
They storm in anger
To their death knell
We will call upon the citadel
And fight for freedom
To the gates of hell
And every time they try to break
Our spirits down
We come back stronger
Our sacred ways shall mend the earth
Forevermore
And they fall upon the citadel
They storm in anger
To their death knell
We will call upon the citadel
We fight for freedom
At the gates of hell
