Conquered crowns on severed browns you rattle at my door
Far for home and Persian throne so mind your mouth and more
Earth my flesh and water blood, you’ll not receive my spit
Talk no more your treason tongue, prepare to taste the pit

This is the shield
This is spear
This is Sparta [bad word] is near
Never falter, never fear
This is madness

We are the sword
We are the spear
We are Sparta
Know no fear
This is our blood
And these are our bones
So die on your shields for [bad word] is your home

Hot the gates where [bad word] awaits, pile the Persians high
Razor rain the sun to tame, blotting out the sky
No surrender, no retreat, no prisoners or pain
No remorse and no regret, no wounded to remain

This is the shield
This is spear
This is Sparta [bad word] is near
Never falter, never fear
This is madness

We are the sword
We are the spear
We are Sparta
Know no fear
This is our blood
And these are our bones
So die on your shields for [bad word] is your home

Eyes as bright and blackest night
Filed fang and nail
Immortal flesh to stand the test
Namesake soon to fail
Nation after nation fall, thigh to neck we stand
Freedom isn’t free at all, its cost is man for man

Here by Spartan law we lay
Tell our story well
Prepare yourself for glory boy
Tonight we dine in [bad word] 
This is the shield
This is spear
This is Sparta [bad word] is near
Never falter, never fear
This is madness

We are the sword
We are the spear
We are Sparta
Know no fear
This is our blood
And these are our bones
So die on your shields for [bad word] is your home