Lyrics

Driven to the north, we must make out final stand
Overload our systems, we come up with a plan
Backs against the wall, we are running out of time
An ancient hunger calling, to go forth, break the line

It whispers in our hearts to fight on for the dead
Regardless of the numbers, we commit them to their end
Poke and prod defense the voice will carry on
Prepare throughout the night we start the charge at dawn

Though we are pinned.. hearts...
They won't faulter
We will not yield so
Make our
Charge to win.
Instilled with resolve to defeat,
We will conquer, we will
Charge to death
Instilled with resolve to defeat, we will conquer, we will

The cresting of the Sun will push us to advance
Weapons in our hands we go forth to our ends
Though they think us lost our rage will carry on
Face them for our honor with a clubs or our guns

We plow into their lines, take as many as you can
Fill their hearts with fear we acquaint them with the Dead
Our numbers start to fade so much blood across the fields
It's Our final sacrifice, the skies are painted red

Attack
We will not yield our line
Take them with us
We make war

Charge to win
Instilled with resolve to defeat, we will conquer, we will
Charge to the death
In the face of death we won't falter, give this sacrifice to the master

We made a final charge
We made a final charge
We made a final charge