Row (Into the Storm)

Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! On open water The Greek will make their stand For their nation Burn the hand of hate Outnumbered There is no retreat But they won't bend their knees Into the fire They ride the storm of war There's no mercy Onward is the law For freedom Ancient spirits roar And they answer the call Night is falling Fate is calling And the wind whispers defeat Night is falling Fate is calling God on a mountain High-handed king And ships, by thousands Lay below Blood of the fallen The tide turns red And the battle rages on Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! A thousands nations Descend on mother Greece Strait of salamis There they break the siege Now beaten Xerxes calls retreat To Asia he flees Night is falling Fate is calling And the wind whispers defeat Night is falling Fate is calling God on a mountain High-handed king And ships, by thousands Lay below Blood of the fallen The tide turns red And the battle rages on Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! God on a mountain High-handed king And ships, by thousands Lay below Blood of the fallen The tide turns red And the battle rages on Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row! Row!