• ----Spoken Interlude---
    In the case we are weak and lost
    and death is nearly upon us,
    We grasp life with the thinnest of fingers
    until we can hold on no more.

    ---Verse 1---
    The brughtest of flames,
    fit for a joyous King,
    burned in our hearts tonight.
    The war was in our hands.

    To prepare for a fight
    with such uplifting might.
    To destroy the opponent
    and to achieve victory

    ---Chorus 1---
    To the battle we march
    to win or die in vain
    we are the dying flame
    against the evil reign


    ---Verse 2---
    From Hell they were sent
    to Hell they will return
    with the Crusaders mark
    burned freshly on their skin

    To defeat our purpose
    to lose the war
    an unthinkable act
    and through the gates of Hell, we tore.

    ---Chorus 2---
    To the battle we march
    to win or die in vain
    we are the dying flame
    against the evil reign

    ---Verse 3---
    An old wizard of evil magic
    showed himself in the battle
    with powers to make us dissappear,
    only stories have been told.

    In the dark, cold mountains,
    the flame, now almost gone.
    Our purpose is gone, alog with the war.
    The unthinkable has been done.

    ---Chorus 3---
    To the battle we march
    to win or die in vain
    we are the dying flame
    against the evil reign

    ---Spoken---
    Hell hat won, Earth's hope is gone.