We notch our bow and wait for the 'morrow
Cold is the night and nary a tear
For on the morn' we head into shadow
There isno room for our fear
His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless
Black is his soul and ne'er will rest
Till all the world lies covered in darkness
And none who'd figth him are left
Tha'nera Telezia!
Fly straight and true o my arrow
The day of destiny comes
I'll follow the path only...
