Our old and Glorious past is forgotten Our war weary warriors await the battle signal The horn calls all to battle stations The fate to our foe is painful d**h We are break through the dark forces bravely We fly the flag of our battle with Pride After many battles, Victory is ours! The Victory song is heard in the freed lands Blood on the axe, no more mercy Struggle in earnest, the end is Victory The cowards cast aside his battle gear and runs for his life The Warriors stand Proudly, The Victory again The warriors go home and embraces their family He tells them of the battle glory Proudly He defended the Nation, Folk, Home, and Family h*mour and Loyalty has saved our World