Tekster: Sabaton. Coat Of Arms.
That dawn, envoy arrives
Morning of October 28th
No day, proven by deed
Descendence of Sparta,
Athens and Crete!
Look north, ready to fight
Enemies charge from the hills
To arms, facing? defeat
There's no surrender,
there's no retreat
Time after time,
force their enemies back to the line
Call to Arms banners fly in the wind,
For the glory of Hellas
Coat of Arms reading freedom or death,
Blood of king Leonidas
Air raid, pounding the land
Bombers are flying both day and night
Endure, six days of rain
Dropped by invaders,
bomb raid in vain
Strike hard, the tables have turned,
Drive them back over the hills
At arms, just like before,
Soldiers, civilians, Hellas at war
By their own hand,
force their enemy out of their land
Call to Arms banners fly in the wind,
For the glory of Hellas
Coat of Arms reading freedom or death,
Blood of king Leonidas
Just like their ancestors ages ago
Fought in the place of the greeks
Cause we will remember what the place were called
Freedom or death in the plains
Just like their ancestors ages ago
Fought in the face of defeat
Those three hundred men left a pride to uphold
Freedom or death in effect
Then, now again
Blood of heroes saving their land
Call to Arms banners fly in the wind,
For the glory of Hellas
Coat of Arms reading freedom or death,
Blood of king Leonidas (x2)
(Thanks to adoreth and henkwich for correcting these lyrics)
Morning of October 28th
No day, proven by deed
Descendence of Sparta,
Athens and Crete!
Look north, ready to fight
Enemies charge from the hills
To arms, facing? defeat
There's no surrender,
there's no retreat
Time after time,
force their enemies back to the line
Call to Arms banners fly in the wind,
For the glory of Hellas
Coat of Arms reading freedom or death,
Blood of king Leonidas
Air raid, pounding the land
Bombers are flying both day and night
Endure, six days of rain
Dropped by invaders,
bomb raid in vain
Strike hard, the tables have turned,
Drive them back over the hills
At arms, just like before,
Soldiers, civilians, Hellas at war
By their own hand,
force their enemy out of their land
Call to Arms banners fly in the wind,
For the glory of Hellas
Coat of Arms reading freedom or death,
Blood of king Leonidas
Just like their ancestors ages ago
Fought in the place of the greeks
Cause we will remember what the place were called
Freedom or death in the plains
Just like their ancestors ages ago
Fought in the face of defeat
Those three hundred men left a pride to uphold
Freedom or death in effect
Then, now again
Blood of heroes saving their land
Call to Arms banners fly in the wind,
For the glory of Hellas
Coat of Arms reading freedom or death,
Blood of king Leonidas (x2)
(Thanks to adoreth and henkwich for correcting these lyrics)
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