

(ha! ha!)
Beneath the crescent crest,
the steel begins to breathe
A storm of iron wills,
no weapon left in sheath
We tread the sacred soil,
our blood the final vow
Our legacy is carved in stone,
the
time is
now!
The sky turns black,
the banners rise (hoooah!)
We see the fire in their eyes!
Raise the blade, let the iron sing!
To the sky, let the war cry ring!
(sing!
ring!)
Bound by honor, we never bend Standing tall till the bitter end!
The field is paved in ash,
the shadows start to fade
No fear within our hearts,
no debt left unpaid
With every fatal stroke,
the ancient path is cleared
We strike with absolute resolve,
the names they feared!
Raise the blade, let the iron sing!
To the sky, let the war cry ring!
(sing!
ring!)
Bound by honor, we never bend Standing tall till the bitter end!
(ha! ha!)