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Hellas
Then, and again, sing of three hundred men
Slaughter
Persians
Glory and death, Spartans will never surrender
Hellas
Then, and again, sing of three hundred men
Slaughter
Persians
Glory and death, Spartans will never surrender
When arrows blocked the sun they fell, tonight they dine in hell
By traitor's hand, secret passage, to their land
Know his name, know his shame will last forever
Hellas
Then, and again, sing of three hundred men
Slaughter
Persians
Glory and death, Spartans will never surrender
Form a wall, live to fall, and live forever
Heeding Leonidas' call the Spartans went to war
Joined by their brothers, a few against the fateful horde
Hellenic hearts are set aflame, the hot gates calls their name