Gods were watching in the distance  the killing of their sons   they heard their desperate screams  crying, they knew the time had come    Hundreds of years ago  false men came in their boats   they tried to kill our knowledge and creed  they won, but they spread our seed  blood still courses through our hearts   blood still courses through our minds   our memories were written in blood   we still believe our glory will return    Boiling blood in our veins  burn our painful past   boiling blood  we should turn them to dust    We are the boling blood coursing though our race  there's nothing to regret we feel the ancient grace  they killed our world, but they couldn't kill our force  gods protect us this time, come save us, we are your sons