Marching Ballad of the Unsung Ones Lyrics

Once upon a time, the chosen soul roared
with burning iron, wrapped in anger,
with the rage of deadly soul,
heading into the bloodshed with honour

In faithful memory of our proud native soil
who was once almost fallen
standing against invaders

The ground burned, the grove was dead
the furious, filled with hatred
they are set to fiery revenge
living in sovereignity, not as slaves

Faithful as a brotherhood
the strength of the blood drives us forward
to protect the land our own way
when the storms come hitting rough and hard

Like a shadow in the night we will rise
to judge, not to forgive
our hope stand firmly, against every dominion plague
as a child of mother's soil, hard as steel
let's charge for the last time