Rely on your strength, rely on your wits
Dare to fail and, you are no use to me
There won't be a time, There won't be a place
Where I never could, end your days

The hour of the battle, the storm of the blades
Choosing the legenda, the heroic names
Out from the shadows to fierce them all
To carry the signs of the warlord

Blood on your axe, blood on your blade could be
Key to the life, you thought you won't see
Same to me if you will, beg or if you'll cry
Fight for yourself, or prepare die

Blood on my axe, blood on my blade
Gods of war will remember my name
For the battle and heat, for the victory feast
This is the finest day

As your king
I demand you to fulfill this task
Show us you are worthy
And return with honour and pride
In your heart
If you should survive
You can come back and
Claim you reward
Bring us victory and I will make sure
That you will regain your freedom
Once again

The hour of the battle, the storm of the blades
Choosing the legenda, the heroic names
Out from the shadows to fierce them all
To carry the signs of the warlord