Fortress Of Faith (Heathen Foray)

Arm the men and the lads Sun will rise Close the doors they will come Four our lord Man the towers arrows will fly Let us prevail Fire will rise bring them on Prepare for battle Let us proceed to the keep For our land Set them on fire hear the screams Bring us their heads Break down the walls win the fight Get us their gold Take this Fortress for our king Take this fortress Fire is raining from the skies In the land of ancient rites Honour, glory, fame and pride Heroes die in that faithful night See those men taking their lives How are they fools Wasting the lands burning the fields Fortress of faith Winning the battle loosing their lives Blood on their hands Crippled corpsesin the night All so senseless