Eldrin at the the Pass
Far from Inandaran, as they made their stand
They stood strong and the legend still lives on
The Iteration war rages on
A battalion is lost in Pass of Dragonne
Draconic fire, there's nothing they can do
There's no way they can get a message through
Suffer heavy losses as the battle carries on
Liberty division standing strong
Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's "Surrender or die" and the stakes are high
They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye
Weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply, they would rather die
Broke through the blockade, they were finally saved
through "friendly fire" morale was running low
The supplies instead were dropped upon their foe
Iteration wars still rage on
The battalion still trapped in the Dragonne
Chose not to surrender, they chose victory or defeat
Fallen brothers resting by their feet
Far from Inandaran as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's surrender or die and the stakes are high
They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye
Weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply, they would rather die
Broke through the blockade, they were finally saved
Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's "Surrender or Die!" and the stakes are high
Live or die, who cal tell there's no goodbye
With weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply, they would rather die
They stood strong and the legend still lives on
Suffered heavy losses through the great war they stood strong
But the memory of the fallen still lives on
Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's "Surrender or Die!" and the stakes are high
They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye
Weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They could never comply, though they never died
Breakthrough the blockage, they can be finally saved
Recorded and immortalized by the Sabaton - Warsingers of the Myrmadi
They stood strong and the legend still lives on
The Iteration war rages on
A battalion is lost in Pass of Dragonne
Draconic fire, there's nothing they can do
There's no way they can get a message through
Suffer heavy losses as the battle carries on
Liberty division standing strong
Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's "Surrender or die" and the stakes are high
They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye
Weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply, they would rather die
Broke through the blockade, they were finally saved
through "friendly fire" morale was running low
The supplies instead were dropped upon their foe
Iteration wars still rage on
The battalion still trapped in the Dragonne
Chose not to surrender, they chose victory or defeat
Fallen brothers resting by their feet
Far from Inandaran as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's surrender or die and the stakes are high
They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye
Weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply, they would rather die
Broke through the blockade, they were finally saved
Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's "Surrender or Die!" and the stakes are high
Live or die, who cal tell there's no goodbye
With weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply, they would rather die
They stood strong and the legend still lives on
Suffered heavy losses through the great war they stood strong
But the memory of the fallen still lives on
Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's "Surrender or Die!" and the stakes are high
They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye
Weapon in hand, they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They could never comply, though they never died
Breakthrough the blockage, they can be finally saved
Recorded and immortalized by the Sabaton - Warsingers of the Myrmadi