, Pushing the clouds away... Stand Up and Fight, Stand Up and See The Sky Turn Bright, Fight for a better day... STAND UP AND FIGHT! FIGHT FIGHT STAND UP AND FIGHT
the world To Holmgard and beyond This is where the winds have us guided For fame and for gold We once set sails for these lands unknown Guards of glory and
stand a chance" But deep within their eyes you see, hope mixed with respect They're here, the men from beyond the sea, the fight is not over yet And
Pushing the clouds away... Stand Up and Fight, Stand Up and See The Sky Turn Bright, Fight for a better day... STAND UP AND FIGHT! FIGHT FIGHT STAND UP AND FIGHT
: Word I bring ? from far up North Songs I sing ? from you nephew's court Convened Ting ? on the death of Harthacnut Proclaimed king ? and the Danes
your legs And just as well as I You know what you should do and why But just falter on And hope it'd gone And you think you are bold, and you think
, it's you who are the bad guys You've taken it all and yet you still dare to fault Who are you to judge and condemn us Underneath the paint your flag
bemoan? Every tale, needs its star and knave Which part I play is yet to be unveiled History: just what's agreed Yet it will judge both you and me Shield and
So there it was, the thing we dread the most. Time had caught up with us. The thread ended. I felt betrayed and disappointed. Was that really it? And
: Ladies and gentlemen! The main event of tonight: On chariots of fire! The Greens! The Blues! Open the gates! Dust fills the air, stallions cry under
Light, Pushing the clouds away... Stand Up and Fight, Stand Up and See The Sky Turn Bright, Fight for a better day... STAND UP AND FIGHT! FIGHT FIGHT STAND UP AND FIGHT
Word I bring ? from far up North Songs I sing ? from you nephew's court Convened Ting ? on the death of Harthacnut Proclaimed king ? and the Danes salute
t stand a chance" But deep within their eyes you see, hope mixed with respect They're here, the men from beyond the sea, the fight is not over yet And
Ladies and gentlemen! The main event of tonight: On chariots of fire! The Greens! The Blues! Open the gates! Dust fills the air, stallions cry under
