[Music: Kenneth Nyman]
[Lyrics: Kenneth Nyman]
Breaking of the silent dawn
Through a field red from blood
With pride, we march among the dead
Maimed bodies lie buried in mud
March!
Driven by the smell of d**h
Covered with blood of our enemies
We will march till the very end
Keeping heads as trophies
March!
Until d**h claims our souls
March!
Until d**h claims our souls
Charge!