The priest have done their sacred rite with me
My veins are filled with fire
I await my destiny armed with mighty weapons I will ride
to victory The battlefield lays grey and dead for me
Dragons in the sky await my enemy I will hear his breaking bones
I will see his bleeding wounds

Enemy die! Die by my sword!

I hear the marching sound of the unholy force The clash of
forces killed my frightened horse Now a fight man to man awaits me
on the end I fight him with the power of ten thousand men He
lays on the ground and I set his life an end I hear his broken
bones, I see his bleeding wounds