Raise up to the Isenguard walls.
The deeper the cuts, the harder they fall.
Taking back our rights, the last will of the night.
I swear on all my life, I won't back down this time...
Wear the crown, lost in the hell that we've found, hear that sound?
We shall, fight this together,
My soldier, my brother, my friend,
Live forever!
The last words she said, "Father please come home!"
But what she doesn't know yet, daddy's good as dead!
From the blood on their hands, dripped the freedom of men.
Remember days past. This shall be our last stand!
Wear the crown, lost in the hell that we've found, hear that sound?
We shall, fight this together,
My soldier, my brother, my friend,
Live forever!
Wait, the victory is in the palm of our hand!
Why can't you see?
This will be the end!
The Last March Of The Ents Lyrics performed by Fall Of Troy are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that The Last March Of The Ents Lyrics performed by Fall Of Troy is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD