bibunt omnes sine meta.

quamvis bibant mente leta,

sic nos rodunt omnes gentes

et sic erimus



Sentries of Fisterra wake

Gallant masses stir

Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills



A call to arms young hopefuls

Fields of burning toil

Beware of bleeding visions shattered



[Chorus:]

Fear not the thunder

Where the earth meets the sky

Slave to the irons

Thy kingdom shall come



Wake from dreams to unfolding demons

Break the spell binding with chains

Rage against the old tradition

Heed the voice singing courage in the storm



Arise in mass from peaceful slumber

Providence draws near

Craven tyrants cringe before our wrath



Sentries of Fisterra wake

Gallant masses stir

Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills



[Repeat Chorus]