Athanatoi Este

And when the bells of fate sound

Digging your soul deep into the ground

Setting your sense to the bound

Spreading your eminence all around

And when the bells of fate sound

You walk in pathless ways till the dawn

Screaming for salvation so loud

Spreading your indulgence all aroundAnd when the bells of fate sound

Then you immortals stand up and shout

Then you blessed martyrs doubt

Here comes a new age's blowSlaves of fate instigate

And feel your sword's blazing edge

Your section to the enemy

Wound for the sleepy age

Slaves of fate instigate

And feel your sword's blazing edge

Your section to the enemy

Wound for the sleepy age