Determined to win the march goes strong down the hill
Never aware of such battle now seen
As we’re waiting for the whisper of sunset
So mirror of history guide our ways forever
Know that mightier is the wise strike
Of the words of eternal times
Than any law made by man
So mirror of history guide our ways forever
Wave the flag of glory high over this ashen sky
And hear the sound of your winning last fight
Slice the air and the will of the most hostile enemy
And so make your voice reach out
Through the roar of thousands:
On your knees Cerberon!
Now our fathers are proud
Of defending the dreams they once built
With the blood of warriors that never stepped back
And so make your voice reach out
Through the roar of thousands:
On your knees Cerberon!
On your knees Cerberon!
