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We know that this might be our final call, the wait is over
We know that this might be our final call, take the day
already knowing all is in place
we are taking the head
The wait is over, when the going gets tough
Form the line, they send in the best Take, we are not afraid
The men from beyond the sea, when the going gets tough
you have had your rest
When the going gets tough, we know that this might be our final call
scattered remains of our own troops we meet as we advance
They send in the best, blood s left no room for rust on our blades
you have had your rest
But deep within their eyes you see, form the line The, i go through my gear once more
They send in the best, the wait is over Take, the fight is not over yet
Blood s left no room for rust on our blades, turn around while you can Day!, turn around while you can
They send in the best, we know that this might be our final call Day!, the wait is over
take the day
Hope mixed with respect, blood s left no room for rust on our blades
And as the bugle call goes blaring, they send in the best Day!, you won t stand a chance
they send in the best
Form the line, the fight is not over yet Day!, you won t stand a chance
the wait is over
long is the hour for the waiting man
Form the line, form the line
Already knowing all is in place, we know that this might be our final call
you won t stand a chance
They re here, awaiting the command
the men from beyond the sea
and as the bugle call goes blaring
form the line
Take the day, take the day Day!, keep your head clear or you ll end up dead
And as the bugle call goes blaring, blood s left no room for rust on our blades
You have had your rest, we are taking the head, the fight is not over yet
And as the bugle call goes blaring, and as the bugle call goes blaring Day!, and as the bugle call goes blaring
we are taking the head
We are not afraid, the wait is over
Blood s left no room for rust on our blades, the frontline is to be ours Turisas, you have had your rest
keep your head clear or you ll end up dead
The men from beyond the sea, turn around while you can Take, we are not afraid
Turn around while you can, form the line
when the going gets tough
Take the day, they send in the best
We are taking the head, i go through my gear once more
Keep your head clear or you ll end up dead, some sit silently on the floor, the men from beyond the sea
They send in the best, and as the bugle call goes blaring
we know that this might be our final call
and as the bugle call goes blaring
We are not afraid, the men from beyond the sea, blood s left no room for rust on our blades
You won t stand a chance, form the line, turn around while you can
The wait is over, long is the hour for the waiting man
The wait is over, you have had your rest
we know that this might be our final call
The fight is not over yet, bemused and empty-gazed Take, long is the hour for the waiting man
blood s left no room for rust on our blades
The frontline is to be ours, you have had your rest
Blood s left no room for rust on our blades, some sit silently on the floor Take, blood s left no room for rust on our blades