ONCE UPON THE WAR

The rain comes gently
Flushing the memories
Empty shells walk through the streets
Those empty shells
Can t loose their pride
They are the brothers of those who have died.

Ref.: What s left today
What brings tomorrow
Always find the way to fight the sorrow
Ponds of blood are screaming of vengeance
Until the end we hold our resistance.
War, war, war
We want more
War, war
Go! Saddle your horse!
War, war, war
We want more
War
Once upon the war.

Ashes to ashes
End all that matters
Rather dead than a shame to our banners.
Our man will return
carrying their shields
Or lying on them like just like the Spartans did.