The ancient forest is full of voices
They are heard from left and right side.
Strange howl, hell’s yell and unexplainable noises
But we’ll stand to the end – it’s our fatal fight.

We understand that our goal
Is to stay alive.
United we stay – than harder we fall
And I know – we’ll survive.

Our eyes are sharp, swords are fast as lightning
Death grins and keeps its hands just over us.
But we take the confront, we keep on fighting
Until sunbeams fall to the blood – painted grass.

We understand that our goal
Is to stay alive.
United we stay – than harder we fall
And I know – we’ll survive.