Antim Grahan - 300 lyrics

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Beneath the barren hills

Near the roaring sea

Like some deformed form

Of some primeval myth

Carnival of blood begins

Amputated bleeding soul

Fell on the battle ground

Piles of dead body lay

Frozen blood all around

Spears thrusting deep down

In this unholy feast

Vehement of Spartans flared

Masters of swords and spears

Fear they never knew

In masters lingered thirst

Welcomed the grey dawn

Outnumbered and a forlorn hope still exist

But the Spartans defied the relent

The mighty doom’s on

Awaiting for the day

One more day to forever enter hell

This is Sparta !!

Immortals laid down on the ground

To the death they were always bound

Death beheld thou no more pain

Death be thy final praise

Ere passed the great Spartans

Resting on their majestic grave

Stirring at the world they lived in

3 days of fortitude

3 days of grace

We are not your fantasy warrior

This is the story of the fortitude

We are, eternally born to fight

Remember this, this is Sparta !!