| The Ninth Wave |
| 1st verse The fires of Mars shall burn From this we all shall learn; The gates unbarred at last Banishing the past. The standard raised on high Pen-Dragon rides this night Against the mighty Horde With Legion of the Sword... the Sword. Warriors at the end of time, Masters of light, Feed the fires, storm the gates It's not too late. 2nd verse The mighty spear of Tiw Drinks deep the blood anew Of Demon lords from Hell Who are poisoning the well... the well. Warriors at the end of time, Masters of light, Feed the fires, storm the gates It's not too late. The Trinity, three Norns of Fate, All-Father's Knights open the gates. Golden wisdom from the stars Bids us light the Fires of Mars, Light the Fires of Mars. 3rd verse In war there's always loss All victories have their cost. But hope shall conquer hate For light Open the Gates, Open the Gates. Through the mists of Hell we ride To the battle side by side For survival of mankind The Fires of Mars shall burn this night. Through the mists of Hell we ride To the battle side by side For survival of mankind The Fires of mars shall burn this night Burn this night. |