For all the words unspoken, for all the deeds undone, for all our shattered dreams, for all the songs unsung, for all the lines unwritten and all our broken hearts, for all our wounds still bleeding and all our kingdoms come.
Break through the lines, of unsteel defense Carrying the flag, of green, white and red At the day of the saxons, we throw the axe Onto the false prophets, piercing their heads
For all the words unspoken, for all the deeds undone, for all our shattered dreams, for all the songs unsung, for all the lines unwritten and all our broken hearts, for all our wounds still bleeding and all our kingdoms come.