Marching through the gates of fire Breathing in the winds of war Victorious desire deep inside
Tyrants' wrath upon this world Bestow the might to throne Battalions on the fields of war
Nameless cities left behind Fear us those whose time has come
Fury swings its blackened blades Darkness marches on this night
With the dying sun we ride Searching for the golden past
Magic moments magic times Barbarians born to stride Ride with splendor for the war
Fury swings its blackened blades Darkness marches on this night
Stories tel of fallen men Great victories and fights And all that rode towards the fields To conquer thrones and might
Legends brought forward to tell Tempting from another time They battled for themselves