Текст песни To Those Who Choose to Fight

It was the final night on Earth I felt the fear in their whispers As all the men were to test their worth Struggling to hide that they shivered And one by one praying for their souls Waiting to answer the call And here in the fire I saw the Gods Choosing who stands and who falls Pray for the weak Pray for the strong May there be luck all along Pray that they see The pure light of dawn And the bard will be singing their song