Hear the call to arms for all those who carry a blade
To fight and to die for the king who is going to war
The morning sun is sad the morning light
Will we see it again? Leonidas is leading us
Ooh, can you see the sparkle of his crest?
In this day of despair in the search for victory
For the peace in our Land we are marching to defend
For the blade in our hands dying on the battlefield
Across the Pass we stand surrounded everywhere
Hellas needs our blood a Martyr for this war
Brave mighty warriors!
In battle blood we bring
Death is what we seek to find Glory and Victory!
The sun is full of sadness we are going to die
Our weapon is our courage no regard for life
The Noble blood of Sparta falling one by one
There's no more fear within us no more tears to cry
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