Saint - Warriors Of The Son

Behold in time the Son will rise, The sky will bleed the wrath of night
The Sons of light arise with thee they hear his call down to their knees
A battle rage they choose to go with hearts prepared for the next expo
Made up their minds, left all behind Give all they got wisdom fortified

They are the warriors of the Son of the King of the light
Arise with thee unto thy might
Warriors of the Son of the King of the light

They died with thee, they live to fight

Come wind, come storm, cold and freeze
The sons of light shall not retreat
Come fireballs and desert sands Come warriors with battle plans

By His strength the King of light starts pouring Out His rage
To slay the beast who has conquered the world at this stage
The sons of light they hear His call they know just what to do
Ten thousands and the mighty one They