(The gathering of Braveheart's forces against the Duke's dark legions...) 

As the north wind howled 
And the thunder broke, Braveheart 
Stands proudly before his troops 
And thrusting his sword toward 
Heaven, shouts at the darkening sky, 
"Now, its time to die like a man!" 

The horn it has blown, we brothers in arms 
Stand like a rock to the wind 
Iron for blood, thousands are stood 
Men with true hearts, they will win 
Marching towards, not for glory or gold 
Ready to die like a man 
Archers and riders, are all poised for war 
Ready to die like a man 
Die like a man 

Each man is ready, boiling with rage 
Anger is home to revenge 
Destroyers of dreams, they shall not succeed 
Surrender's no part of the plan 
Turn back the tide, of the ones with blind eyes 
Ready to die like a man 
Lets all heed the call, take the beast by the throat 
Ready to die like a man 
Die like man 

To the beat of the drums and our backs to the sun 
Our shields are all burnished and bright 
The camp fires ebb, the gauntlet is down 
Our tears, no sorrow for the vanguard of truth 
Ready to die like a man 
As the moon it gives way, for the cool of the dawn 
Ready to die like a man 
Die like a man 

The trumpets are blown, so foreward we go 
We're ready to dike like a man 
Shields at the ready, our sinews are taut 
Ready to die like a man 
Die like a man