Men die of old, that's the way life intended Folk should not beg for hope Wealth to the Lords, drink their wine, fill their bellies No feast for us this night Gather the men meet at dawn Come find your way in this world We rise for the blood of the King The time to be heard will begin Stand tall we will never give in Into the future Statues of gold, towers high as the mountains Whispers of rituals old Long have we groaned, with no hope for tomorrow Fingers worn to the bone Gather the men meet at dawn Come force your way in this world We rise for the blood of the King The time to be heard will begin Stand tall we will never give in Into the future We rise at the edge of the world Our tale soon to be told Listen to me I'm not God but free Now, on the dawn of a new day As twilight stalks the earth It's the age of modern men It's the age of our rebirth Raise your glass to victory Make a toast for we are free It's the age of modern men Dream of the lands beyond the sea All the stories of the world It's the age of modern men It's the age of our rebirth Raise your glass to victory Make a toast for we are free It's the age of modern men We rise for the blood of the King The time to be heard will begin Stand tall we will never give in Into the future We rise at the edge of the world Our tale soon to be told Listen to me I'm not God but free