bibunt omnes sine meta.
quamvis bibant mente leta,
sic nos rodunt omnes gentes
et sic erimus
Sentries of Fisterra
wake
Gallant masses stir
Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills
A call to arms young hopefuls
Fields of burning
toil
Beware of bleeding visions shattered
[Chorus:]
Fear not the thunder
Where the earth meets the sky
Slave to the
irons
Thy kingdom shall come
Wake from dreams to unfolding demons
Break the spell binding with chains
Rage against the old
tradition
Heed the voice singing courage in the storm
Arise in mass from peaceful slumber
Providence draws near
Craven
tyrants cringe before our wrath
Sentries of Fisterra wake
Gallant masses stir
Thy kingly spirit throned among the
hills
[Repeat Chorus]
