Songtext von Forgotten Martyrs

Forty fathoms forward now With swords shining bright Thirty thousand able men now With hopes in their minds Rumbling gallops marching forward Eyes sparkling in the dark Trying to cast away the foreigners In castles on their mark Charge! Said the leader Form a ferocious crusher And the crowd blew the horn Spirit elated so high Destroy screamed the soldiers Clinked the swords to form a thousand sparks Breathe the fire Flaming arrows through the sky Forming a parabola Piercing their retinula Gushing he blood out Beneath the carambola Leader smoking the panatela They, forever relentless Fought for our land Amidst all the blood they sacrificed Rise from the ashes Now is the time Now is the time, forgotten martyrs Rise, forgotten martyrs