Strange lights over the hills tonight

So many knights into the campfire

Smell of acrid smoke on the air

Men are just out of scare for their fate.

All around screech¬ng of blades

Knights riding with their torche flames

The lady of death, the only winner tomorrow

How many men will survive to her sorrow.

Now the battle is coming soon

The war is behind you, fight to be free!

Fight under the light of the moon

Now the battle is coming soon

The war is behind you, fight to be free!

Fight under the light of the moon.

Axes grind clashing with swords blade

On the ground mutilated bloody corpses

Screams of pain over the hill

There's no turning back you must kill.

Now the battle is coming soon

The war is behind you, fight to be free!

Fight under the light of the moon

Now the battle is coming soon

The war is behind you, fight to be free!

Fight under the light of the moon.