Hear the sound of swords fulfill the night Feel the winds of death on your skin See the arrows fly, flaming in the sky Hear the screams of men, as they die

We won this battle wit might and fearless hearts We came and we fulfilled our prophecy So now we shall march back towards our kingdom With heads up high and glimmering eyes we returned with our glory

Silence now falls upon this blood red field Vultures feasting with the flesh of dead bodies "This is a great moment for all of us but now it's time to head back home victorious"