the words like a fountain And march for victory Ride over the mountains, head to the northern sea Spreading the words like a fountain And march for victory
, we only fight for victory We are the knights of death We are the ghosts of war We are spirit of evil We are only march for victory We are the knights
- Without an end there can be no beginning. So I will march on, march on to victory. And you will see me - The fire inside of me March on to victory
so... we're gonna have a good time girl i'm gonna come and visit you said you'd like a visit in my dreams last night i'm gonna do a death march i'm gonna
're gonna have a good time, girl. I'm gonna come and visit. You said you'd like a visit in my dreams last night. I'm gonna do a death march. I'm gonna
Translation: Majesty. March For Victory.
distinction, we only fight for victory We are the knights of death We are the ghosts of war We are spirit of evil We are only march for victory We are
Beware the sea watch it creep through, the sun, the moon aligns to change you. The water is clean reflections can be mean; banks are steep something
destiny, eternal glory Holy march of victory Under the spell of the magic rose Under the spell of my magic stone Liars will die, heaven guides my soul Victorious
Instrumental
Zehn schwere stiefel Ber grund blutgetrnkt Im gleichschritt marschieren Diese fnf krieger Es ist ihnen gleich Wie sehr ihre wunden Von feindlichen schwertern
Ten heavy feet walks the bloodsoiled ground With rhythm these five warriors march No matter how much the bleeding wounds From enemy sword cuts, hurts
I would march across the desert to defeat my enemy And I would lie here in the trenches with your picture next to me And when I told you it's forever,
invisible tree where little Nickee was still fast asleep. They all cheered when they saw her and Nickee finally awoke as they lifted her above their heads and marched victoriously
, die, you be a hero Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain I went from the favorite to the most hated But would you rather be underpaid or overrated? Moral victories
your fists up if you're with me. Artillery, yeah! Pump your fists up if you're with me. Let us be victorious, be victorious. Move out. Hut one, yeah.
and I've walked the floor Used to live alone before I knew ya But I've seen your flag on the marble arch Our love is not a victory march It's a cold