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.