Consumed by the same strength Armour of black leather Filled with devotion To conquer all together Blinding desire In the darkest hour of the night Why won't you guide us To predict what's out of sight Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei Marching in darkness Leaving a trail of lights Those who failed to guide us The trail of lights shall die The sky's filled with smoke From torches on our path Stone cold we march With the beat of the drums of war Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei The grounds are shaking From the crowd comes a roar Our army is singing Words that we wrote Greeting our soldiers In the beat of the drums of war Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei Heeeia, heeeia, heeeia, heeei