He was born in fire and storm In a land that had no walls The chests of the people, the only Defence from the enemies' offence As a child, he learned how to fight His toys were swords of steel and pike And when he grew old at the age of 18 He inherited his dead father's shield Face them all The enemy's troops must be crushed Push them back, until the last Win 'em all, nail banners of victory Or go back home, dead on your shield The years have passed The boy now is a man The spartan's king under the sun He's wearing his red cope His eyes glitter flames He rules in justice, he holds the reins The time has come To prove who they are The eastern menace isn't far Thousands of warriors From places of sand They're marching out To burn their land Face them all The enemy's troops must be crushed Push them back, until the last Win 'em all, nail banners of victory Or go back home, dead on your shield They have to move quickly They have to act fast Before all the army of persia comes The right place for battle Is set waiting north They're kissing their children And moving along Now the spartans walk Into certain death Three hundred soldiers move ahead Against of an army that has no end They'll fight like lions They'll never bend The armours shine in the light as The hand of fate is leading now Their future is glorious Their name will remain As the endless hope of Those who dare...