All stand clear of the fire in the night
Arrows through dolls to cause an endless fright
Normandie, the target for all to win
Hate is strong, to be healed by sin

Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, we're ready

Hymns are sung with passion and probity
Voices loud (long live insanity)
The enemies are cursed in the name of war
All given the wrath of mighty tor

Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, we're ready

Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave, ready to leave
Ready to leave