Nightriders’ falling from the Sky Get ready, brother You know, it’s time to say goodbye To your son, punter Was amazing to fight by your side I’m glad, partner I hope to see you on the other side Don’t be late, brother Here, we Stand to Fight our Last Battle Against the Foe Here we will go, here we’re gonna die Here we will stay, we will stand in line Here we will fight, we’ll fight for your life The fire of honour is burning my mind Here we’ll go my friend Feel the taste of death