We see a new horizon beyond our imagination In another world we walk in the shade The clamor of many deaths is spread in the wind The time of the oath begins
Through stone and fire we march... to the death Here lies the coldness and the impurity In the hall of the evil king Now we feel the cold touch of death
Make a promise to yourself Heal me and hear my cry (hear my cry) Make a promise to the soldiers of the night If you still believe
Far from heaven... Close to hell When the story ends We can break the spell
We saw this dark horizon We felt this chaos and pain In this wicked world We walked in the shadows
The clamor of many deaths Is spread in the air The sulfur smell of the dead
With power and courage We march. We stand The faith of our soldiers To overcome the death
In the halt of the evil king Now we feel the cold touch of death Voices call the Alliance back to home If the will to fight dies there's no hope
