Shout For Your Glory کے بول

On the journey with your child The righteous meets the tyrants Sentenced to an immoral test, hit the arrow on the apple Placed on the son's head, one shot for their lives For not revering the flag For not accepting the domain A shot and a triumph, everyone exalts the victory The apple stuck in the tree, the boy smiles in relief For not being submissive, for loving your freedom Trapped until the end, but fate saved him He swam to shore, and set up the ambush An arrow straight to the heart It pierces, explodes and bleeds Kill the king of blind cowards It contains all your beliefs Blinded by the king's promises Terror and atrocities Always be precise and cruel And shout for your glory