When the men fall to the ground   Their rebel parts begin to pound   The brothers of the ancient clan   Servants of sacred land   At dusk they will raise their swords   To honour the fallen ones   They will drink around the fire   In the forest of immortality   Their freedom has been taken away   But they will never ever obey   The king of many lies   Is the devil in disguise   At dusk they will raise their swords   To honour the fallen ones   They will drink around the fire   In the forest of immortality   When heroes fall   Their fight won't be lost forever   When heroes fall   Their spirits will live on and on   When heroes fall   It's the rise chosen one   When heroes fall   The wind will blow   When you hear the holy call   Sorrow will strike the king   He will die before the spring   His castle will be burned   Death is what he has earned   When they return from the field   All their wounds will be healed   Revenge has been fulfilled   Battalions of evil they have killed   When heroes fall   Their fight won't be lost forever   When heroes fall   Their spirits will live on and on   When heroes fall   It's the rise chosen one   When heroes fall   The wind will blow   When you hear the holy call