Into the valley of death, rode six hundred valiant men, through infernos flames and billowing smoke, never to be seen again. Sabers drawn at the bugles call, charge for your land and your sires, agony calls, bodies fall, in the rain of cannon fire.
Charge... There's no turning back in the valley of death. Charge... Amidst the smoke and the stench of the dragons breath. Charge... Past the shells and the viliant that fall. Charge... Into the cannons and slay them... All!!!
Crater holes, graves to be, scar the battlefield, the ride is long the charge is hard, no one shall ever yield. The barricades, the destination, let the carnage begin, many lie fallen that answered the calling, vowing to never give in.
Charge... There's no turning back in the valley of death. Charge... Amidst the smoke and the stench of the dragons breath. Charge... Past the shells and the viliant that fall. Charge... Into the cannons and slay them... All!!!
Mounted in glory their sabers shine, for the king and the crown they lay it on the line. Facing the odds staring death in the face, for bravery and honor into battle they race.
Charge... Don't let your country down. Charge...
Don't let the banner touch the ground Charge...
With lightning they attack...
there's no turning back!
