The enemy army has risen Against our land Plundering our villages and cities Destroying all that belongs to us The king called the gathering Our army is ready to fight Men are standing, awaiting kings orders Today they will lay down their lives The King raised his sword He raised his sword and cried “Fight for our kingdom Our King, our Lord, our God!” They came here to destroy our country They brought their pagan gods Today the birds of the sky will be feasting Bodies will cover the ground Pagan gods won't deliver them from our hands The Almighty is on our side Pride will turn to shame Instead of laughing there will be crying The King raised his sword He raised his sword and cried “Fight for our kingdom Our King, our Lord, our God!” Fight for our King! Fight for our God! Fight!