Fires in the night, the sound of battle As warriors and victims come to lay down side by side The weapons clash, they prove their mettle There is no glory lost on those who'll never rise No remorse, this is our own way Our enemies know better than the fools who died alone Pushing on, this will be my day I see them running from the axe that soon will bite their flesh Run for your lives When you hear the everlasting sound Run for your lives There's no chance to stand your ground Run for your lives Feel the fingers round your neck Don't you ever turn your back When the axemen attack I'll never doubt, this is my hour As suddenly the ground beneath my feet is giving way I cough up blood, the bile tastes sour And with my final breath I see the error of my ways