Burn every fear, every doubt like a funeral fire.
Scream every anthem and follow your reckless desires.
Take back the crown that hangs at the gate.
Ready your march, steady your aim.
For the heart is a solider that never loses its way
So raise your horns
Raise them high
Let them soar
Let them fly
Up through the heaves
Forevermore
Let them reign down
Raise your horns
Let them reign down
Raise your horns