Brought to our knees, in rank and file
On the conscription line
Deep into dark mines, high into glass towers
Or into the gallows end
Do not be fooled, the steel calls to us too
And its name is Clarent
We shall take your scorn and your hate
We shall embrace being called traitors
To your treacherous order, we'll show no faith
To the will of the few, playing chess with our lives
We will not comply
Did you really think that the steel is not meant for us?
Did you believe that the wretched
Will be always complicit in their own demise?
Mordred, by your last dying breath
Thrust your sword into the bowels of the tyrant
They may have turned the world upside down
Called light as dark and have shown locks as keys
But we'll never become what they desire
We shall forever be our own masters, true and eternal
