Spartan Warcry

(hahhh!

hahhh!)

Three hundred shields under a darkening sky

No step back, we stand or we die

At the stone gates,

we draw the line

Against the storm, till the end of time

With iron and dust,

we hold the deep (hahhh!) A

promise we keep

The walls may crumble,

the stone may break

But not the spirit that we make

THIS IS SPARTA!