A Vagrant People you shake your fist   The blade that cuts you turn and kiss   Your master hates you and he'll have your head   Bet I've opened graves and raised the dead      Look to the past from which you come   Gaze in the fire eternal son      A precious treasure you save on earth   But when it burns you'll see its worth   Your plans will fail you, who'll break your fall?   You might not have a chance to call      Look to the past from which you come   Gaze in the fire eternal son   Repulse the dark and evil one      I look in your heart and see a grave of rot and decay   I advise you look and see today is fading away      A precious treasure you save on earth   But when it burns you'll see its worth   Your plans will fail you, who'll break your fall?   You might not have a chance to call      Look to the past from which you come   Gaze in the fire eternal son   Repulse the dark and evil one   Pick up your swords and fight 'til dawn      Fight, stand and fight! Fight, the good fight!   Fight, stand and fight! Fight, the good fight!