I Wear my colours in the battlefield
I Wear my colours and I am ready to kill (x2)
Resistance - We won't step back (x2)
March forward into an hell made of flesh and steel
Encircled by enemies, through their corpses I'll force my way out
Resistance - We won't step back (x2)
Bloodlust drags me deep into the pits of hell
Amidst the tortured souls fighting unto death
Covered with torn flesh and blood, I continue to advance
Frontline in the attack, face to face with the enemy
Hell no longer awaits as I run straight into its flames
Onward to - the battlefield
Death - or victory (x4)
Death before dishonor, the true path of the warrior
The prize of the battle: the head of the enemy
Pierced high on top of our pikes (x2)
I Wear my colours and I am ready to kill (x2)
Resistance - We won't step back (x2)
March forward into an hell made of flesh and steel
Encircled by enemies, through their corpses I'll force my way out
Resistance - We won't step back (x2)
Bloodlust drags me deep into the pits of hell
Amidst the tortured souls fighting unto death
Covered with torn flesh and blood, I continue to advance
Frontline in the attack, face to face with the enemy
Hell no longer awaits as I run straight into its flames
Onward to - the battlefield
Death - or victory (x4)
Death before dishonor, the true path of the warrior
The prize of the battle: the head of the enemy
Pierced high on top of our pikes (x2)