Hear the Rebel Call Eurekas Ban The wolves ride out on our command I am All, for I am legion One touch and her gates to Hell are Open Hold fast the reins, Black Stallions cross the desert plains Riding hard the clarion of war Into battle once and evermore The Foreign Legion, the Low Countries They fight together... The Italian Black Guard and the Conquistadors To uphold the new age of iron law Hold fast the reins, Black Stallions cross the desert plains Riding hard the clarion of war Into battle once and evermore The Easter Dogs of War they howl and rage Joined in Chorus by Our Comrades The wolves of Deutschland , Den Norden volk The Suomi Hordes and the Baltic states This life we have chosen Is a path of No Return No Remorse, No Regrets No way Back, Well raise our glasses yet Savage minds aligned in a cauldron pit Fury laced with poison, the inner fuse is lit We are the Sons of the Southern Cross Born wild wolves, Irreverent Hot Blooded, sometimes blind If your with us, well see you in Hell
clarion, wolf, stallion, rein, evermore