„I, Leonidas, Son of the lion Keeper of the gates of fire To all the noble souls of this land If you spill your blood with me I shall tend to your wounds If you thirst from battle Then I shall give you my cup If you follow me I shall lead you to Sparta Under the stars of the gods themselves Together we shall rid this world of the Persian beast And to you, thy enemy of this land I say: molon labe, molon labe… Come and take it” I’ll dominate you, and sacrifice too My army will destroy your plans No competition, or indecision You’re coming to your end – And my war’s begun Those mortals can’t defend you A suicide rendezvous I’ll have you running like a child – away It’s not so complicated 300 terminated No choice to choose, you’re on your own. Who’s gonna save you? They know the consequences Endure the pain The blood they try to save Will be only spilt in vain No sleep – for Leonidas Got to rise against Immortals and the Kingdom of the East No sleep – for Leonidas From a deadlock to distraction Will there still be satisfaction when they’re gone? Under the pa** awaits you Our flanks of pride and virtue Your missile shadows will not bound this cause Like us there are no others A troop of warrior brothers Even in battle we defend our dead They know the consequences Endure the pain The blood they try to save Will be only spilt in vain No sleep – for Leonidas Got to rise against Immortals and the Kingdom of the East No sleep – for Leonidas From a deadlock to distraction Will there still be satisfaction when they’re gone? Who’s gonna save you? Endure the pain Oh Oh Oh