The Barbaric Rhyme - Stonecast

Don’t look for us to retreat

Don’t expect us to quit

Don’t surrender

We are the spartan pride

Into the sundering we fight

With death in our eyes

Embodiment of rage

We hold the line and front as one

Into the hell of war we dine

Outnumbered we will raise

A wall of dead to deceive

The enemy’s our prey, our prey

Our banner’s flying high

Above the resting field

And blood is spurting

Like pour of crimson rain

Stand

If there is a chance

If this is the end

Take a leap of spar tan’s fire

I, my brothers and I

Hawks into the skies

We won’t rest until the day we die

Freedom comes with a price

The cost of blood we pay

A new age begins, let them know

300 spartans gave their last breath

To defend, as one, our liberty

No mercy shown, no quarter given

Stand

And remember why

On this day we die

Our memory will live forever

I, my brothers and I

Hawks into the skies

Remember how we die