Heavy One

It will arrive the day
When the legs didn't sustain
We’ll remember the old friends
In the end of each cruzade
Always in the combined day
We met and drink at the night
We are as young with a thousand sights
And together always fight

We are the ones until the end
Watching the first sunshines
Now we are running for the source
While they say that we died

We’ll take the conquest for our homelands
The weapons it ended but we’ll look for more
We’ll show that everything we can destroy
And no matter how much someone want our fall

Oh... words don’t hurt our pride
And we still play our song... heavy one!

Music and glory outside
We are on the losers' blood
Through the field ride the hymn of the fight
Intoned by the ladies to smile
Soldiers of metal arise
And an eagle gets off the sky
With holy sight that now is the time
To begin the return’s march

Oh... words don’t hurt our pride
And we still play our song... heavy one!