Marching Ballad of the Unsung Ones Lyrics

Once upon a time, the chosen soul roared

With burning iron, wrapped in anger

With the rage of deadly soul

Heading into the bloodshed with honour

In faithful memory of our proud native soil

Who was once almost fallen

Standing against invaders

The ground burned, the grove was dead

The furious, filled with hatred

They are set to fiery revenge

Living in sovereignity, not as slaves

Faithful as a brotherhood

The strength of the blood drives us forward

To protect the land our own way

When the storms come hitting rough and hard

Like a shadow in the night we will rise

To judge, not to forgive

Our hope stand firmly, against every dominion plague

As a child of mother's soil, hard as steel

Let's charge for the last time