Hear the sound of swords the night Feel the winds of death on your skin See arrows fly, flaming in the sky the screams of men, as they We won this battle with might and fearless hearts came and we fulfilled our prophecy So now we shall march back towards kingdom With heads up high and glimmering eyes we returned with glory Silence now falls upon this red field Vultures feasting with flesh of dead bodies This is a great moment for all of us but now it's to head back home victorious