Hear the sound of swords fulfill the night Feel winds of death on your skin See the arrows flaming the sky Hear the screams of men, as they die We won this with might and fearless hearts We came and fulfilled our prophecy So now we shall march back towards our With heads up high and glimmering eyes we returned with our Silence falls upon this blood red field Vultures feasting with the flesh of dead bodies This is great moment for of us but now it's time to head back home victorious