When your days are shaded and nights have faded And the still of death fills the air – Your bade is true and your conscious too, Why do these thoughts enter your mind? There's a warm wind blowing and the fire is glowing It's my choice to live and die by the sword The cowards have all vanished, they retreat in deep despair For the enemy is more than just a beast inside the lair They will never find their Savior, so oblivious to their crime For the paradox of evil leads them through the night They will rise, in the final hour We live and die fighting by the sword To prove that virtue is its own reward We live and die fighting by the sword There's no surrender, the order will be restored An ambush from the mountains, they attack us from behind The alliance has been broken, there is no more mastermind We secure our last position, with our shields and with our swords Nut our numbers and no match against their mighty hordes, So they rise, and we seal our fate... We live and die fighting by the sword To prove that virtue is its own reward We live and die fighting by the sword There's no surrender, the order will be destroyed! A genocide, a mortal fate Release the hounds and feed the hate, And even in defeat, we will survive – so we We live and die fighting by the sword To prove that virtue is its own reward We live and die fighting by the sword There's no surrender, the order will be restored