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