bibunt omnes sine meta. quamvis bibant mente leta, sic nos rodunt omnes gentes et sic erimus 
Sentries of 
Fisterra wake 
Gallant masses stir 
Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills 
A call to arms young hopefuls 
Fields of burning toil 
Beware of bleeding visions shattered [Chorus:] 
Fear not the thunder 
Where the earth meets the sky 
Slave to the irons 
Thy kingdom shall come 
Wake from dreams to unfolding demons 
Break the spell binding with chains 
Rage against the old tradition 
Heed the voice singing courage in the storm 
Arise in mass from peaceful slumber 
Providence draws near 
Craven tyrants cringe before our wrath 
Sentries of 
Fisterra wake 
Gallant masses stir 
Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills [Repeat Chorus]