When the men fall to the ground

Their rebel parts begin to pound

The brothers of the ancient clan

Servants of sacred land

At dusk they will raise their swords

To honour the fallen ones

They will drink around the fire

In the forest of immortality

Their freedom has been taken away

But they will never ever obey

The king of many lies

Is the devil in disguise

At dusk they will raise their swords

To honour the fallen ones

They will drink around the fire

In the forest of immortality

When heroes fall

Their fight won't be lost forever

When heroes fall

Their spirits will live on and on

When heroes fall

It's the rise chosen one

When heroes fall

The wind will blow

When you hear the holy call

Sorrow will strike the king

He will die before the spring

His castle will be burned

Death is what he has earned

When they return from the field

All their wounds will be healed

Revenge has been fulfilled

Battalions of evil they have killed

When heroes fall

Their fight won't be lost forever

When heroes fall

Their spirits will live on and on

When heroes fall

It's the rise chosen one

When heroes fall

The wind will blow

When you hear the holy call