Undaunted - Suidakra

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry

Oh, can you hear the clashing swords?

The battle cries and horns of war?

The stench of death is in the air

Invading our ancestral lands…

No time to mourn our fallen kin

The slaughter of the innocents

And tough our clan may not remain

The blood of battle warms our veins

A war is raging in our home

No time to cry, no time to mourn

We’ll honor our glorious past

We’ll fight to the very, very last

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry

Our blood must never, ever dry

Oh, can you hear the clashing swords?

The battle cries and horns of war?

We’ll guard our city and defend

Dauntless we will face this threat

Our sacrifice won’t be in vain

It’s better to die than live as slaves

And even though our end is nigh

We’ll throw ourselves into the fight

No time to mourn our fallen kin

The slaughter of the innocents

Our broken hearts will never mend

But dauntless we will face our end

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry

Our father’s sacrifice in vain

Our burning city lost in flames

Our funeral pyre lights the sky

Our blood must never, ever dry