[L: Parcharidis / M: Parcharidis, Marquardt]

Oh, cleansing indignation - Oh, flame of righteous wrath

Give me a soul to fell thee and follow in thy path

Save me from selfish virtue - Arm me for the fearless fight

And give me strength to carry on as a soldier of the right

I was that man who held honour of my lords

In a bloody fight I added to the gore

I was servant to my King - May heaven bless his name

A nobler soul I never knew nor saw a bolder King

[CHORUS]

I follow in thy golden path - With mortal sinful wrath

The mighty men of ancient days are sleeping in the dust

The kingdoms of the earth are sunk into great abyss

Where worms forsake the carcass when there's no savior left

Who's that man that feels ashamed in the hour of last breath?

Justice and chivalry imbred amongst five more

Seven knightly virtues imparted within

Brave hearts far flung beneath the troops of war

Enslaved by slavery armour - Fear of deadly sin that I hold within

[CHORUS]

A knight's honour and strength rests upon faith

His God foremost and the passion for his land

I pray for righteousness and that my body last to stand

While fighting along my way - My predestined path