won by our fathers soldiers
won with offerings and blood
blaze in each countenance
spring thresh and fire the battle
everyone here has the right for
everyone can step the arduous path of wisdom
are you ready to fight for freedom?
are you ready to die for peace?
i eye the grizzle cloud of rain
i am here as on a darkling plain
the infant groan the infant fear
my sweat wallows and i only pray
i only wail the wrong of death's delay
won by our fathers soldiers
won with offerings and blood
spring thresh and fire the battle
hades awaits hades awaits hades
death awaits death awaits death