Spartan B***d

[Intro] [Verse 1] Beneath the shadow of the crimson crest, Where iron whispers carve the mountain’s breath, We march with spears in hands of stone, No fear in hearts—our flesh, the Spartan throne. [Chorus] Spartan b***d, forged in fire’s rage, Shields unbroken through the age, Hear the gods chant our decree: “Live with glory, or fall free!” [Verse 2] The river Eurotas runs cold and stark, Our sons are tempered in the midnight dark, No tears for weakness, no song for retreat, The law of Leonidas guides our feet. [Chorus] Spartan b***d, forged in fire’s rage, Shields unbroken through the age, Hear the gods chant our decree: “Live with glory, or fall free!” [Bridge] At Thermopylae, our ghosts still stand, Three hundred echoes, a phalanx of sand, The world may crumble, but Sparta remains— A storm of honor in our veins. [Chorus] Spartan b***d, forged in fire’s rage, Shields unbroken through the age, Hear the gods chant our decree: “Live with glory, or fall free!” [Outro]