Dark Command کے بول

From the sky - came the storm While we were marching on to the war Falling rain - on our shields Crashing thunders resound in the air You have to beware To die you prepare Dark command swords in hand You might know this will be your last stand Think about when you were free Slavery is your last destiny Lightning strikes down to earth Sign that gods sent for our rebirth We are might we can't fail Face the truth and take your last hail You'll soon stay Under ground veil Dark command swords in hand You might know this will be your last stand Think about when you were free Slavery is your last destiny