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