With a small brave army The last one to stand Their cries could sail the dead sea To jerusalem Atop the great mountain They all kneel and pray God won't you deliver us From our judgement day A fortress alone Mud, brick and stone Would they die In the night by suicide And they'd all die free Than live in chains Their bodies, they may fall But still their glory remains And they'd all die free Than live in roman chains Their bodies now may fall forever free Masada As the day turned night time They draw ever near Oppressors prime for war Seemed their fate was clear Never bound to serve again They all take the vow Zealots of the blessed sands Our time is now A fortress alone Mud, brick and stone Would they die In the night by suicide