Vode An

One indomitable heart, Brothers all. 
We, the wrath of France, Brothers all. 
And... 
Those who stand before us light the night sky in flame. 
Our vengeance burns brighter still. 
Every last traitorous soul shall kneel. 
Those who stand before us light the night sky in flame. 
Our vengeance burns brighter still. 
Every last traitorous soul shall fall. 
Forged like the saber in the fires of death, Brothers all!