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A bolt of lightning cracks the sky

Dark clouds gather overhead

You feel a chill across your back

And you know you're gonna die

The screams and cries of dying men

Hurling spears into the fray

Dodge another foe's attack

Pray to the Gods up high

The hour's close at hand

Here we stand, unite

We will rise, tonight

A flash of pain, a glint of steel

The smell of blood in the cold night air

Turn around, see your brothers fall

You feel the rage within

Charge into the nearest foe

Cut them down, left and right

Take the lead, sound the charge

For glory or for death

This is your final stand

Here we stand, unite

We will rise, tonight

Men, tonight we make our stand

Together as one

From this field to the top of Olympus

Show the Gods what we're made of

Follow me, and together we will make history

Glory awaits!

Here we stand, unite

We will rise, tonight

Here we stand, unite

We will rise, tonight