Lyric

I can see a red bright light and I can hear a systematic army-like footstep

Maybe it’s a folk music band

It’s a tradition, but to me It’s so green

Having made my mind I belong there

I remember what Brigid said － “Get back while it’s bright”

But the light I saw may be that which I’ve been searching for

She was wrong, I am right

Now move forward!

Here will be our yard

Don’t doubt your own part be to tear our chain apart

Ten o’clock! Look! Smash the block!

Draw your bows! (Draw your bows) Ra keshama som hakitu

Valhalla’s waiting for you (Lift your swords) Na sisali dinmi tuo

And Odin will write your epitaphs Wa di Ganti atona zo

Father Christmas of death commanding soldiers whose souls are sold held in his hands

Infantryman’s innocent blood is sold by the gallon as a luxury brand

They’re symbolized by a reversed cross, so we need the new crusaders for the glory

I will see the dawn of the dusk time

Ragnarok will ends and starts my story

We have science and great conscience

Jerusalem knows King Arthur should’ve been the law

Ten o’clock! Look! Smash the flock!

Lift your swords! (Lift your swords) Ra keshama som hakitu

This time we will (Draw your bows) Na sisali dinmi tuo

Complete the new Tower of Babel Wa di Ganti atona zo

Green turned to red! Fluid oath is being shed

And trees turned to torches

My harvest mellow fruits scorch

“Run away, quick!” said Frey

“Don’t let them (Don’t let) Ra keshama som hakitu

Burn your own house” (Them bur your house) Na sisali dinmi tuo

Said Brigid

Both were hand in hand Wa di Ganti atona zo