[Instrumental] [Music: Arranged by J. Drenning, J. Lords] [Originally written and recorded by: Enya] ["It is not the critic who counts, nor the one
of steel on steel? What splendid banners, billowing in the icy gales, once heralded the march of these invincible silverclad legions to the blood-swathed embrace of epic battle? The glory
the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain And so came the third of these unyielding visions A picture of war and ferocious divisions An army of saviors marching
crimson stain And so came the third of these unyielding visions A picture of war and ferocious divisions An army of saviors marching as one Aware that
The thunder of the battlefield, The clarions call, bring down the wall! May the Empire's glory never fade, Righteous fury guide our blades, We march to
to his allie s and enemies alike as the Wolf of the North. Thinking the barbaric tribesmen little threat, the Witch-Queen intends a largely unopposed march
air, in the air Fight for one and all Oh, oh And fight for freedom We will march on and on Throw this crimson storm Cause our glory lies in the battle
