Claymorean - We Fight Like Lions

Sa istoka vojska silna
krenu protiv Bajazita
Horde mocnog Tamerlana
mongolskoga strašnog kana

Far beyond the rising sun
from eastern lands they rode
led by fearsome Timur Lang
the mighty Sword of God

On the trail to Angora
near crossroad of the world
to wage a war with Ottomans
the Turkish overlord

Time flies for sultan's army
Calls his vassal reinforcements
and at the dawn of battle
bravest of them all will

Fight!!!
Two-headed eagle in white
Knight of the dragon attacks Armor as black as the night
In battle supreme
like lions they fight

Drhti carstvo otomansko
Sultan stoji bespomocan
jedina mu nada osta
slava srpskih vitezova

Sunlight rose on hallowed soil
the crows have filled the sky
No warning given from each side
the carnage has begun

Thousands fell in single blow
outnumbered in their ranks
scattered Turkish soldiers roar
the sultan's overthrown

Deep into heart of battle
from the flanks on screaming stallions
three times they cut through Mongols
pathway to the glory