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Fight until we die and as death shall take us away

many shall meet real and true despair

but no fear can live in our hearts

falling brothers calling to arms

The snow falls cold and the winter is strong

this battle is lost but we'll write history for sure

when the sunrays shall touch us again

our souls will have flown to heaven

Chorus:

We'll fly across the highlands

over the hills and over the stars

we'll against the tyrants

soon they will come to meet their last dawn

we'll fly across the highlands

Cry a battle cry as a hymn to the eagles of the wind

who watch us die we made the first strike

to the armies who conquer our lands

give them an answer for their lust

The pain has passed through this chaos of painful march

but we stood proud until the last of the horn's sound

there is no need for our wounds to be healed

a trip has end, a journey begins