Glory to the Brave

Glory
Glory
Glory
Glory
Brave

Towards an honoarble death
to face the evil breath
The fear of enemy
in every eye to see

For the command they wait
to meet the final fate
The arrow's on the string
a certain death will bring
Glory
Glory
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave

The field will turn to red
The blood and wasted dead
The glimmer of the steel
The battlefield reveal

The anger mixed with fear
before the death appear
The order to attack
And there is no way back
Glory
Glory
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave

In the misty morning light
warriors prepare to fight
to defend the holy land
waiting for the kings command
Glory
Glory
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave
to the brave



Credits
Writer(s): åsa Girgensohn, Katarina Söderström
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