Land of the Braves

Born in the golden age
Forged death to embrace

...Away from wealth's misery
They rise under warrior's code
They choose their life to be
Only with cruel ancient low

A life full of honor and pride they command,
Like demons trained in battle to stand
Combing and washing as always their hair
Before the battle always prepared

...Away from wealth's misery
They rise under warrior's code
They choose their life to be
Only with cruel ancient low

In the land of the braves
There's no place for their graves...
They live and die with honour
In the land of the braves
There's no place for their graves...
they live and die with honour

The glorious city Sparta stands with no walls
Sign of their pride that they'll fight till they fall
Against such courage what use have the walls
Bravery stands above all