When all hope is lost,
Vanished into thin air,
When death and devil are among us
And fill our hearts with fear,
When darkness has fallen from the sky
And the people start screaming terrified,

We rise.

We rise for the last time, with all our remaining power and strength.
We rise as if we would never die or nigh death.

For the oath, for the honour,
We fight and we don't give up.
For ancestor and family
We never gon' back down but get back up.

We rise and we ride and we shout:
"The oath! The oath! Fulfil the oath!
Must be fulfilled, the oath at last.
Let's face our destiny, let's rise in fear.
Rise in disdain of ugly here!

This is our legacy,
This will remain.
Certainly we will not die in vain."