In this dark night we STAND OR WE FALL. We are kings now, or nothing at all. Check your armor; light up your torch. Touch the flame to sail before you head for the shore.
And we will burn the fleet, we can never go home; it's on to victory or under ground. Burn the fleet, we'll be heroes or ghosts, but we won't be turned around.
The old flag will burn with the sail, and a new one won't fly if we fail. But the fire continues to rise, and it shows not a hint of any fear in our eyes.
And we will burn the fleet, we can never go home; it's on to victory or under ground. Burn the fleet, we'll be heroes or ghosts, but we won't be turned around.
And we will burn the fleet, we can never go home; it's on to victory or under ground. Burn the fleet, we'll be heroes or ghosts, but we won't be turned around.