Saka-sun, Saka-sun Ysar yokani hun Wrauna, walkwe Kälymentwam wusun Out of Takla Makan From the days since long forgone Came the sons of the raven The enemies of Han I hear Kroraina calling I hear the voices from a blood Dripping desert named the place of no return Thousands of years made out of battle and darkness Echoes through the aeons and a flame begins to burn Sunlight is shining on ciphers from the past And venomous arrows and bones for battle cast The writings of yore brings a future in sooth Ride hard, shoot straight and always speak the truth ♪ Ride hard, shoot straight, always speak the truth Descendants of Aratta Mappers of stars and solar movement and fathers of all technology Upon the chariots which primeval horses Drudged into the legends to live on eternally Scythian virtues and warfighting bonds Shall bring us to greatness, and lift us beyond Through primal foundation instilled in our youth Ride hard, shoot straight and always speak the truth ♪ Sunlight is shining on ciphers from the past And venomous arrows and bones for battle cast The writings of yore brings a future in sooth Ride hard, shoot straight and always speak the truth Scythian virtues and warfighting bonds Shall bring us to greatness, and lift us beyond Through primal foundation instilled in our youth Ride hard, shoot straight and always speak the truth ♪ Ride hard, shoot straight, always speak the truth Ride hard, shoot straight, always speak the truth