Oh hey my friend behold this victory,
This is the first gloria,
Oh hey my friend let's toast this victory
For the next battle...

Won't let you say they died in vain.
We will fight on to be free now, and I'll be the hero!
Fighting we clash with forces barbaric,
They may be large, but we will attack them.

Two swords in hand, we carry on, as we sing Gloria!
We bear the wings of freedom as we fly high!
With vows etched upon our very souls, we will not falter here.
we cut through the madness, and we touch the sky!
We soar into the blue, upon the wings of freedom!

Don't the birds break out of their shell, 
to fly in the sky and not in a cell.
Not to crawl pathetically,
or trade freedom for the chains.

Why do you have wings such as these?
It means nothing when you're not free.
The sky it looks too small in this cage.
I'll break free and fly high away!

Freedom is, as death is.
They're both two sides of the same coin.
Freedom or death, it's your choice.
Choose one to be your ally.

For what reason were we
born into this [bad word] world, 
why are we here now?

I don't know the answer
 [bad word] questions such as these.

Even if it were [bad word] 
that being here right now was just a mistake.

I know there is a reason,
We're standing here right now,
And we're alive with the key, to live being free,
Our presence is not in vain!

"the wings of freedom"

The hidden [bad word] will be like an arrow,
Slaughtering titans far beyond the walls.
piercing the darkness, taking our pride back.
Lurking through shadows by night, we fight!

The previous hope that slips through our fingers,
Through all the pain and loss we endure,
Let's nevertheless march, towards the freedom that is there!

"Ally or foe? Which one are you? Tell me!"

Left way,
right way,
Which one's correct? Tell me!
Ally or foe,
Which one are you? Tell me!

Two swords in hand, we carry on, fighting with all our souls!
We sing the song of hope and freedom we bear!
with chains linking hearts into the world, we play a song of this,
the [bad word] that lurk within the night.
We dance into the sky, upon the wings of freedom!

Oh hey my friend behold this victory, This is the first Gloria,
Oh hey my friend let's toast this victory, 
for the next fight-- 
Fighting, bring it on, we'll give it our best, 
flying on wings of freedom!