Cry my love for I shall not return.
Into battle I must leave and death awaits me there.
As a hero not a coward I want my name to stand.
The cross has robed our life - At least I will now die standing.
I refuse and deny a human coward to be my rightful god.
Was it not time and wisdom that shaped me to be a man.
So if my life must now end, I am ready to leave this world.
We are few but they are thousands.
Should I not return back home, my blade I leave to my beloved son.
Eye to eye, heart by heart - At the break of the dawn
the last and only battle will be fought.
Men of war, mages and our ancestors,
all as one will fight until the sun returns.
Into battle I must leave and death awaits me there.
As a hero not a coward I want my name to stand.
The cross has robed our life - At least I will now die standing.
I refuse and deny a human coward to be my rightful god.
Was it not time and wisdom that shaped me to be a man.
So if my life must now end, I am ready to leave this world.
We are few but they are thousands.
Should I not return back home, my blade I leave to my beloved son.
Eye to eye, heart by heart - At the break of the dawn
the last and only battle will be fought.
Men of war, mages and our ancestors,
all as one will fight until the sun returns.