• The trumpets call,
    The hammers fall,
    And nothing is yet lost.

    I fight for my land
    The sea the air
    And even winter's frost.

    I was a farmer boy
    And yet no more today
    I fight for my land and country
    What else can I say?

    Brought to the barracks
    They train me here
    In the way of swords

    I learn to kill
    To fight, to win
    With my soul of steel

    Attack my country
    GO AHEAD!
    ITS MY SWORD YOU SHALL FEEL!

    No longer I am a farmer boy
    Now I am a man
    Fight for the rights of my people
    You see where I stand.

    When I'm dying
    No one weeps.
    I am but one soldier
    Fighting for my keep.

    I fought for my country
    Now my day is done.
    So now I lay my burden onto my son.