The Last March Songtext
von Firemage

Under the sun, through the barren land
Where the vultures dine
What banners unfold with a tale untold
We are singing high

A missing page from history
By decree of destiny
Unworthy by name
Unchosen by fame
And by godly prophecies

Ride!

Under the sun, through the barren land
Where the vultures dine
When banners unfold with our tale untold
We are singing high

Of fame and glory we were denied
And thus, accursed, we stand
Proudly unworthy of fame and of glory
A legion of the damned


And we call upon the gods
Those who forgot our names
To behold our battle cry
As the children of shame
We refuse to fade
Silently into the night

This is our last march
The horde has come
A thousand strong
Under burning stars
To fight as one
For this is our last march

We are those who are nameless
Those spent by the blameless
In their fields of woe
By our blood and our pain
Is played the highest of games
To keep the mighty in their thrones

And we call upon the gods
Who′ve forsaken the names
Of the fallen ones
Let them hear and despair
When we take back the world
When our vengeance rains upon


This is our last march
The Horde has come
Ten thousand strong
Under falling stars
To fight as one
For this is our last march

This is our last march
The Horde has come
A million strong
Under countless stars
To die as one
We fight to the last man

This is our last march
The Horde has come
Beyond reckoning
Under endless stars
To fight as one
For this is our last march