Whispers of evil across the land,
Innocent blood on a tyrant’s hand,
Sweeping of shadow and nameless fear,
The smell of death is drawing near,
We can’t fail, we must uphold the light,
Many will die if we don’t fight this fight
Men of valour in evil days,
Kings will tremble when they see your face,
Strongholds crumble, empires fall,
Proclaim the name of the King over all
It’s time to do battle, draw your sword,
Turn your eyes to the advancing horde,
No time to run, nowhere to hide,
So stand your ground, don’t flee the line,
We can’t lose if we contain the the light,
Victory will finally show whose right
