The beacon fires carve a line across the hills
The old walls whisper vows that no one keeps
I strap on broken armor grip a rusted blade
The wind through tattered banners sounds like grief
The horns tear through the sky deep thunder rolls the waste
The dust beneath our feet begins to shake
If someone must step forward before the dawn can break
Let all oppression sleep forever in the night
Charge through the fire through the crumbling walls
Plant our banner on the summit of the storm
Even if blood blurs the last thing I see
Let the bells ring out across the world
Charge through the fire through the endless night
Break the chains of fate with our bare chests
When morning light cuts through the smoke that day
Remember we stood side by side
By the campfire someone wipes an old photograph
Says when this war is over I'll go home to my family
I smile and nod but I don't speak the prophecy
I only pour the last drop of wine toward the sky
The horns sound once again the stars fall into the deep
Our clenched fists no longer tremble now
If no one can return after the victory
Let this wild wind tear through the smoke
Charge through the fire through the crumbling walls
Plant our banner on the summit of the storm
Even if blood blurs the last thing I see
Let the bells ring out across the world
Charge through the fire through the endless night
Break the chains of fate with our bare chests
When morning light cuts through the smoke that day
Remember we stood side by side
Listen —thousands of comrades stand within the wind
They are silent but they never walked away
Bury the ember deep inside the frozen earth
Let spring speak for us someday
Charge through the fire through the crumbling walls
Plant our banner on the summit of the storm
Even if blood blurs the last thing I see
Let the bells ring out across the world
Charge through the fire through the endless night
Break the chains of fate with our bare chests
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