Proud age of mental greyness and misery of knowledge 
We search for true giants, unearthing them from deepest 
swamps 
Sad they´re well-hidden but once they´re seen 
we take a solid hammer and nail them to the golden 
throne 
We praise the defenders of land 
We praise the sanity, dignity andÂ… 
Pride, honour, glory 
Pride, honour, glory 
Chronicles of our fathers covered in dust 
Esteem of authorities forever lost and gone 
Digital ecstasy kills the legacy of past heroes 
But once we find some, we nail them to the golden 
throne 
Oh, what a burdensome living 
Coarseness improves decency 
We greatly love to breed educated dolts 
Blameless deceivers, sinful believers 
We laud the assassins and cast them in films 
The wise beyond the veil, knowledge is for sale 
Oh, what a burdensome living 
Riff-raff are attacking the throne 
Aura of bygone savants is in the air 
and today's roads already paved with disrespect 
Oh, you fathers of progress, writers of essential tomes 
Now we take the hugest hammer and nail you to the 
golden throne 
Pride, honour, glory 
Pride, honour, glory