Walking towards distant lands
My sword will strike true
We must put a stop to evil
That has plagued our lands
And destroyed lives

Seven days we marched all day
Supplies growing thin
But our will to fight growing strong
Sound the horns it's time to fight

The sound of men and elves
Side by side together they march

Armor and health we care not
Only our dreams of glory on mind

Seven days we marched all day
Supplies growing thin
But our will to fight growing strong
Sound the horns it's time to fight