I'm on a battlefield
My enemies fear me
They call me "malefactor form the pagan lands"
Born to be a brave
Born to be a king
Impalling my enemies
Killing all them
Their blood makes me stronger
Stronger than my father wants

And i ride my dark horse to the hills
Scarlet thunder,see my sword across the sky
Sign of the dawn in front of me
Amon
Ode to my living dead warriors of the night

Sreams of war echoes in my head
Sound of battle, sreams of death
No mercy, no scape, no fear
Only blood, fire and death

The living dead are calling me a smell of lust is allthey need
See my father i am not alone