Many have sung 
about the Gates of Fire 
About the narrow way 
which leads to Hell 
Guarded by the men 
who never tire 
Three hundred braves 
who laughed before they fell 

They were led by a strong 
and restless soldier 
At his peak 
he would give his life away 

Running side by side 
his men would follow 
A deadly wall of bone 
that would remain 

"Hear me, my respected brothers; 
Take as many with you as you can! 
Let the whole world remember: 
We took our sacred oaths 
and never ran" 

Reaching higher every day 
The soil that covers our graves 
Still remembering the pain 
We died protecting our way