Nineteen years old, he swore a sacred oath
 
In an ancient forest, beside a mighty oak
 
He vowed to fight against a Marxist invasion
 
Keeping a spark of hope alive in their nation
 
In front of five thousand Marxists he showed his courage
 
Tore down the red flag, they thirsted for his blood
 
Fixed his eyes on the horizon, not a breath
 
His victorious banner fluttered, he went to a new day
 
Corneliu Codreanu, the captain of an army
 
Legionnaire's great leader, Romanian teachers
 
Always marching forward, through the fire and battle
 
Through torture and captivity, through death's peace
 
Nothing could stop him, he carried the nation's sword
 
He fears nothing on the Iron Guards trip of faith
 
And Hell itself would have stood in their way
 
The unit of iron would have conquered it also
 
 
 
 

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