Battlecries, the air is thick with fear
Another wave crashes into the wall of spears
Endless tides, throwing themselves in the fray
Against this wall of spears that won’t bend or sway
Warriors, forged to fight from their birth
their instilled discipline shows now its’ worth
No remorse, is given or plead
They live and die by the Lacedaemon’s decree
Destined to fall
Blood stains the ground
Hear the men now dying all around
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Hold the line, forget your grief
Death alone is your relief
Will of fire, until the end
Want our weapons? Come and claim them.
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Shattered shields, the horde they will stall
Before they bite the dust, many will fall
No remorse, is given or plead
Fear is a luxury they’ve got no time to heed
Phalanx gathered, shields held up high
As the arrows blacken the sky
Heathens shall now face the wrath of Lacedaemonae
Last battle of the doomed legion
In heat of the shattering sun
Heathens shall be given the joy of meeting their gods
Fucking love the hoof. Met them in boscombe really nice blokes, thanks for all the signed merch. Cant recommend these guys enough, every album is brilliant. Cant wait to see you guys again. bobby81
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