Take a deep breath and stand firm where you are Feel the courage flow and fear no more For glory now stand, take life with your very own hands And fulfill what once you swore. Can you feel the battle field breath It's as alive now as you or me, watch how it moves Feel the pulse, to the eb and flow of war Its beauty like the gold one adorns. When I beheld its majesty, it has never ceased to be Any less to me, than a perfect tragedy. On the edge of tears I'm held by the moment With the knowledge that all will change No longer the caring man, now only the cruelest hand To ensure my victory. So cold, is the kiss of the steel So old, it's the fear we all feel! Now is the time, get to the line, and give our last stand These are the moments that define the man My dynamics is what drives me The will to carry on Give it all, till the end and then we fall. I can remember the sight, all the Sarissas aligned Like the trees under gaze of star light When the wind would pass them through They'd sing their mournful tune Their call would echo through the night. The men would ask why is the Sarrisa's song so sad. The Sarissa's song is a sad one, its pipes sing soft and low I would choose another profession he says but war is all I know It Pierces through the cries, drew the tears from our eyes A cold wartime lullaby!