The Call to Arms

(The Persian envoy:)
 "Our archers are so numerous, that the flight of the arrows darkens the sun!"
 (Dienekes (the bravest Spartan Warrior):)
 "So much the better! For we shall them in the shade!"
 Hear the call to arms
 for all those who carry a blade
 To fight and to die
 for the king who is going to war
 The morning sun is sad
 the morning light
 Will we see it again? Leonidas is leading us
 Ooh, can you see the sparkle of his crest?
 In this day of despair
 in the search for victory
 For the peace in our Land
 we are marching to defend
 For the blade in our hands
 dying on the battlefield
 Across the Pass we stand
 surrounded everywhere
 Hellas needs our blood
 a Martyr for this war
 Brave mighty warriors!
 In battle blood we bring
 Death is what we seek
 to find Glory and Victory!
 The sun is full of sadness
 we are going to die
 Our weapon is our courage
 no regard for life
 The Noble blood of Sparta
 falling one by one
 There's no more fear within us
 no more tears to cry