Take the Day Songtext
von Turisas

Long is the hour for the waiting man
The frontline is to be ours, waiting the command
Some sit silently on the floor, bemused and empty-gazed
I go through my gear once more, already knowing all is in place

And as the bugle call goes blaring
We know that this might be out final call

Cry out, form the line, you have had your rest
(Rising! Fighting!)
When the going gets tough they send in the best
(Lightning! Striking!)


The wait is over, we are taking the head
(Bring it on we are not afraid!)
Keep your head clear or you′ll end up dead
(Blood's left no room for rust on our blades)
(Take the day!)

Scattered remains of our own troops, we meet as we advance
"Turn around while you can you fools, you won′t stand a chance"
But deep within their eyes you see, hope mixed with respect
They're here, the men from beyond the sea, the fight is not over yet

And as the bugle call goes blaring
We know that this might be out final call

Form the line, you have had your rest!
(Rising! Fighting!)
When the going gets tough they send in the best
(Lightning! Striking!)


The wait is over, we are taking the head
(Bring it on we are not afraid!)
Keep your head clear or you'll end up dead
(Blood′s left no room for rust on our blades)
(Take the day!)