Trimonium - Waste of Blood

A last command - no sense to find
The coming comeat - see my brothers lay
A vision in my eyes - caused by the blood red sky
The strike is damned to fail - I pray for all our hail

Damned to fail - forwards we sail
Our rage is burning hot - waste of blood
No way to heaven - no way to hell
Our hearts will stay proud rebels, waste of blood

Hold the lines together
A massive union I feel - shall be the masters of the sea
Hail, Hail - we are the chosen
We won't agree with our fate - lead the blades with final brave