Call of Fight - Dark Avenger

Hear the drums, trumpets and fifes

The sound emanated advice us it’s time

Our swords and our shields are urging for blood

And our enemies will scream in their gore

We are guided by thy hands, victory lies ahead

Blood will pay our deeds

Tonight we’ll celebrate

We don’t know what’s wrong, what’s right

We keep on obeying the calling of fight

These bodies on fields are carpets for us

And they encourages us to keep up the strike

We’ll never stop 'till the last man is dead

And their widow’s wail sounds as a lullaby tone

Because all this havoc just make us delight

And the screams of wimps just make us strong

We are guided by thy hands, victory lies ahead

Blood will pay our deeds

Tonight we’ll celebrate

In the dark we march breathless

The future will teach you we are fearless

Your blame is to die a horrible death

And we’ll take charge to put it in path

We’ll never stop 'till the last man is dead

And their widow’s wail sounds as a lullaby tone

Because all this havoc just make us delight

And the screams of wimps just make us strong