Sound the call to arms
The savages are at our walls
May your blades strike true
The castle must not fall

Not much is needed to defend your own,
A sword, a shield, and some bloody backbone
Times like these seperate the boys from the men
Try not to die if you can
In our hands lies our nation's honour
Our way of the sword is tested
Stand proud with bravery
Only part with your life when your foes lie bested

Walls, torn, asunder,
King-dom, under,
Under siege

Leave the battlements,
They have broken through the gate
We have brought this upon ourselves
Our ways have sealed our fate.

Show them the meaning of a painful death
Show them annihilation
Our city lies in flames, yet all that remains
Our soldiers elite
In our hands lies our nation's honour
Our way of the sword is tested
Stand proud with bravery
Only part with your life when your foes lie bested

Walls, torn, asunder,
King-dom, under,
Under siege