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