We notch our bows and wait for the 'morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear For on the morn' we head into shadow There is no room for our fear
His eyes are cruel His evil is endless Black is his soul and ne'er will he rest Till all the world lies covered in darkness And none who'd fight him are left
*Tha'nera Telezia Fly straight and true o my arrow The day of destiny comes I'll follow the path only fate knows
Tha'nera Telezia Forwards to glory my sisters Today our hearts beat as one When hope is the faintest of whispers*
Our songs of fire, our footfalls of thunder On we will go, this army of light Though peril's storm may tear us asunder For our dear home we will fight
Geraint, the Gold. Argenta, the Silver Cloaked from our sight, yet saviors to all When all seemed lost and blood ran in rivers Down, the Black Dragon did fall
*Chorus
O'hark young ones the battle yet rages Take up your bows there's no time for words Go make your mark in history's pages Let songs of your bravery be heard