Shadows of the Old Warriors

Dark drums pound, voices clash amid the cold wind’s cry

Shadows of old warriors, under moonlit sky

In the frost and shadow, the Vikings rise anew

Grunge in their blood, gritty and true

Gothic whispers, Mongolian roar, battles to be fought

Against the corrupt, naked truths sought

Raise your voice, pierce the gloom,

Echoes of the old, dispel the doom

Fight in the shadows, stand in the rain,

Darkness battles the light, in pain and disdain

No more kings in borrowed suits,

We march in the wind, in our birthday pursuits

Throat singing echoes, battles in the wind,

Voices clash, chaos begins

T-shirts for votes, in this fight we trust,

Revolution’s anthem, gritty and just

In this darkness, we unite,

Old legends roar, fighting the blight