Battle Cry

Gallantly we ride 
our swords held to the sky 
stained with blood for all to see 
iron clad, we charge 
our minds stark raving mad 
on we ride towards victory 
screaming with pride 
our Battle Cry 

This endless game 
we fear not misery nor pain 
and should we die 
be it not in pain 
screaming with pride 
our Battle Cry 

(Chorus) Side by side 
swords held high 
screaming with pride 
our Battle Cry 

Chorus 

Thousands died 
and surely more will have to try 
screaming out thier 
Battle Cry