Original lyrics

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Marching on the fields of the old land The cross on our chest and swords in our hands We march to free the land of the enemies For God for faith and for our beliefs We fear no pain We’re the first to strike And the last ones to surrender You can die in this life Or live the life and die without trying I see trouble in the north Sounds of trumpets echoed in the air We fear no pain We’re the first to strike And the last ones We are the warriors Warriors of God Warriors of metal God I have faith My question is simple Have you also faith in me? We fear no pain We’re the first to strike And the last ones We are the warriors Warriors of God Warriors of metal God I have faith My question is simple Have you also faith in me? I want to be great for the simple fact of trying My soul seeks something new to conquer