[I:] A flaming blade of the dark shadows struck the lands With furious lightning it fell into the hands of man the ancient fire came down Down from the sky into the ground The clouds moved aside as the sword was cast from the sky Burnt by a of fire, who shall make this find And the grey clouds were watching down from the sky into the ground ...As the shapes of light were drowned
[II:] Courage's started crowling from ashes and smoke And the night was cursed and drifting within the winds so cold And the knights from the sea were marching down To the deep caverns down, down where the old spells are found The war was growing in old lands and towns From the mountains war drums with a deafening sound They'll seek the Sword forevermore, until in battle they'll fall ...Now, hear the battle's call
Who dares to play with death Who smells the dragon's breath No grief for the fallen ones The search for the sword has begun
as the mountains and seas Grim the earth and old trees Made from the glimmer of golden lakes Chained with fire that never fades Rocks and they carve and mould When the rivers run fierce and cold May this chant haunt your past For this Sword is yours at last
the arms the battle is near Through the mud and waters clear The blood is coloring the lands again A sign of victory the wind will send