Gates of Evermore - IRONFLAME

Tonight we ride for victory against a worthy foe

Onward to the bitter fields of battle now we go

Children cry in misery, their houses burn

Daughters, wives and mothers now lament for our return

We only hope to live to see the morning sun

This raging battle shall be won

Storming the gates of Evermore

Invaders from unfriendly shores

Their fallen sons be our reward

Stoking the mighty flames of war

Deafening, our battle cry as soldiers join the fray

Wizards casting spells to keep our mighty force at bay

Swordsmen clash and beasts attack

With madness in their eyes

Bastards closing in but this is not our day to die

We hold the fate of our own kingdom in our hands

We seize control and take command

Storming the gates of Evermore

Invaders from unfriendly shores

Their fallen sons be our reward

Stoking the mighty flames of war

Now the day belongs to us, our enemies retreat

Send them back from whence they came, their heads hung in defeat

Back upon our horses as we make the journey home

Those who try to conquer us shall reap what they have sown

The sun is rising and the darkness fades away

We live to fight another day

Storming the gates of Evermore

Invaders from unfriendly shores

Their fallen sons be our reward

Stoking the mighty flames of war