Called out to load the ships
With hundred men at their side
And the warriors will rise
Armed with swords and arrows
They will fight for their pride
The sound of steel echoes in the night
Into the night they are calling
May they now rest in peace
Forever the battle is won
But the treasures are found
Back on the ship, the survivors
Scream out - the battle is won
The twenty men who couldn't
Make it to share their victory
May they now rest in peace
On the dragonisle, they are buried
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