[Verse] The wind howls like a ghost in pain Seven shadows on the battlement remain Their eyes hold fire their hearts hold steel A thousand blades approach to seal the deal
[Prechorus] Will they fall will they stand On this shattered land
[Chorus] Seven against the storm they rise Under blood-red Burning skies No retreat no cry no plea Only echoes of what will be
[Verse 2] The banners whip like wounded wings The enemy chants and the cold steel sings But the seven stand where heroes are born The castle’s breath a silent horn
[Prechorus] Will they falter will they fly Do they live do they die
[Chorus] Seven against the storm they rise Under blood-red Burning skies No retreat no cry no plea Only echoes of what will be
Phong cách âm nhạc
sad, epic, haunting piano, ethereal female vocals, distant war drums building to a climax, female vocals, atmospheric; orchestral strings, strong