Sacred Blood - Ride Through The Achaemenid Empire lyrics

The Southern music of the wind, whines in unrest a tune As it travels from Hellas, to the depths of the empire... A wind of change rises in the East, Overtaking the Achaemenid chimes: For who could ever beileve, the old God-King could bleed? Chorus Ride, Ride - Alexander ride! To the ends of the Empire! Cut the Persians - cut them down With one mighty strike! The thundering of hooves, becomes the crimson of our flag - And the flash, the flash of bronze, spells d**h for every foe! What was once a dream - for every valiant Greek Alexander's flashing sword - in three epic battles' won Chorus Ride, Ride - Alexander ride! To the ends of the Empire! Cut the Persians - cut them down With one mighty strike! Both d**h and mercy were dealt by his mighty hand - A noble heart, a leader of men: Alexander of Macedon Born in Pella - Fathered by Zeus - The son of Amon-Ra! Tables are turned as old thrones now burn - The gates of Babylon spread open wide! What was once a dream for every valiant Greek Alexander's flashing sword - in three epic battles' won: Ride - Ride Alexander ride! To the ends of the Empire! Cut the Persians - cut them down With one mighty strike! "Like a beacon alight the Great Pyramid shines: an omen Behind of victories ahead - Alexander rides!" Ride!!!!