Walking towards distant lands My sword will strike true We must put a stop to evil That has plagued our lands And destroyed lives Seven days we marched all day Supplies growing thin But our will to fight growing strong Sound the horns it's time to fight The sound of men and elves Side by side together they march Armor and health we care not Only our dreams of glory on mind Seven days we marched all day Supplies growing thin But our will to fight growing strong Sound the horns it's time to fight