El Santo - New World Orchestra

We notch our bows and wait for the 'morrow

Cold is the night and nary a tear

For on the morn' we head into shadow

There is no room for our fear

His eyes are cruel

His evil is endless

Black is his soul and ne’er will he rest

Till all the world lies covered in darkness

And none who’d fight him are left

Tha’nera Telezia

Fly straight and true o my arrow

The day of destiny comes

I’ll follow the path only fate knows

Tha’nera Telezia

Forwards to glory my sisters

Today our hearts beat as one

When hope is the faintest of whispers

Our songs of fire, our footfalls of thunder

On we will go, this army of light

Though peril’s storm may tear us asunder

For our dear home we will fight

Geraint, the Gold.

Argenta, the Silver

Cloaked from our sight, yet saviors to all

When all seemed lost and blood ran in rivers

Down, the Black Dragon did fall

Tha’nera Telezia

Fly straight and true o my arrow

The day of destiny comes

I’ll follow the path only fate knows

Tha’nera Telezia

Forwards to glory my sisters

Today our hearts beat as one

When hope is the faintest of whispers

O’hark young ones the battle yet rages

Take up your bows there’s no time for words

Go make your mark in history’s pages

Let songs of your bravery be heard

Tha’nera Telezia

Fly straight and true o my arrow

The day of destiny comes

I’ll follow the path only fate knows

Tha’nera Telezia

Forwards to glory my sisters

Today our hearts beat as one

When hope is the faintest of whispers