We were raised as warriors
Our descent is vast
We will come to chime the judgement bell
We were born prepared
Holy blood in our veins
We will return to break with the past
Blood is on our flag,
Reduced to ash
In the fading light
All our heroes have died
Revive our hearts
Broken apart
We are facing the sun
Heads held up high
Now's the time to die
We wield our forebears' blade
Parting darkness and light
Our credence is imperturbable
We will be reborn
When we reunite
With all our might, in grandeur
Through the mist, wafting signs
Blood trickles in my brain
Sacred doom
Comes over me, not in vain
I cannot escape the new reign
But I can prevail over death
I will follow the just
So we'll be victory led
The Last Legion
The Last Legion
The Last Legion
Undone!