Ferrum Fero Ferro Feror
In the heart of mist, we are shadows
Ready to draw our swords
At Nesle’s tower Cyrano awaits
The Lilies princes, bound together
A boat awaits us to cross the Seine
At the cathedral we have to go
We repeat our vows
We’re praying God
To defend the cathedral of Notre-Dame
We are the knights of Heliopolis
Scholars and men of faith
Heir to ancestral knowledge
We, noble hеarts, will bleed
These traitors to the crown, thеse
Bastards
They’ll cross the Acheron
Ferrum Fero Ferro Ferror
Our enemies call us Ogres
They do us great honor
We walk under the sun
As those ghouls hide in the night
Ferrum Fero Ferro Ferror
This is our Credo
Bringing iron is our duty
We are blue blood children
Guardians of France
We defend this noble task
We are the knights of Heliopolis
Scholars and men of faith
Heir to ancestral knowledge
We, noble hearts, will bleed
These traitors to the crown
These bastards
They’ll cross the Acheron
Ferrum Fero Ferro Ferror
"Qui ne craint point la mort
Ne craint point les menaces
J’ai le cœur au-dessus
Des plus fières disgrâces
Et l’on peut me réduire à vivre
Sans bonheur
Mais non pas me résoudre à vivre
Sans honneur"
We are the knights of Heliopolis
Alchemists, Cartomancers and
Men of faith
Planeswalkers of the ancient worlds
We are the knights of Heliopolis
Scholars and men of faith
Heir to ancestral knowledge
We, noble hearts, will bleed
These traitors to the crown
These bastards
They’ll cross the Acheron
Ferrum Fero Ferro Ferror