High voltage cause power outages Set a bad example for the youth How bout it kids Madchild's starting an army who wanna join it Warriors raise your fists
We need structures to control what's coming Corporate monopolies obsolete The philosophy leaves us lost at sea But from Marwar to Cochabamba We are the warriors
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson I. prelude When our weary world was young The struggle of the ancients first began The gods
[Lead vocals: Eduardo Marques] Inside of this hall Secrets and dangers behind the walls Lighting the dark room The warriors' spirit hail the Crown Hall
For praying to the vision of the promised land Swaying to the rhythm of the drums We were pledging our allegiance to wevoka's plan The great spirit cried when our warriors
race of human race Sowing the panic With the existence Of sick faces From the dusk reborn Of ancient time A titanic shadow Black wing of death Forgotten warriors
movement the creature takes the reigns and flies up into the night, howling out immortal cries, a prediction of war, At war with Satan! The warriors
Black Bestia Being Born By Blizzard Is Twining A Black Tracery Wreath With A Freezing Web Of Snowy Troops Snow-Drifts - Dwellers Of Ancient Wood-Thicket
the fight in you that I sire (Repeat Chorus) Deep in your soul is where I lie That warrior spirit, not willing to die A call of the ancients, that
frozen air Dreamkings of immortal spheres Throning in every warrior soul Ride the wings of destiny Fullfillment for the high divinity That mirrors in the ancient
warpath, in the name of winter's wrath. Strike together! Our fates are woven! Strike together! Our fates are woven by ancient decree! Grim Nordic warriors
and gone in a storm of blood and rage. Brave warriors clashing with power of the blade. In an age where iron reigns. Longships now sail at night, ancient
the left root of yggdrasil lies the place for the old and the weak when ragnarök comes swords will rise again thousands of bodies arise warriors
darkness covers your damned soul. Fire - ready to fight. Burning fields - moonlight. Torchures - sparkling swords. Black eyes - set the fire. Smell in the air, ancient
These are the ancient woods Those cover the secrets The little spirits, invisible The dance starts at midnight. Burning clouds of thunder His call sounds
. messiah. the bloodstained sword shall crush your heart the wild blood of a beast runs through the vains. even of a newborn child the blood is ancient
the voice calling me into darkness, open the gates through which I'll leave the call of the ancient blood calls me to fight the call of slavonic blood
Vigilante warrior champion Battles of unseen forces that dwell among The earth Mystic seer of wisdom in solitary trance Through divination foresees