Sunrise, sunrise, all my nightmares fade away
Swept off by the light
Daytime, daytime, feel my torments and my pain vanish with the night

No tears from my eye, sword-hilt in my hand
No remorse, no sigh, for the fairest of the land, let the craven wight,
To weep and pule and cry
‘Cause my fate’s to fight, and hero-like to die!

Power, power, fire running in my veins,
Lift my spirit high
Higher, higher, and I feel like born again
The time to fight has come

No tears from my eye, sword-hilt in my hand
No remorse, no sigh, for the fairest of the land, let the craven wight,
To weep and pule and cry

‘Cause my fate’s to fight, and hero-like to die!
Mount all, mount all, gallants, don your helmes amaine, fame and honour wait
Death calls, death calls, calls us to the field again to follow in our fate

No tears from my eye, sword-hilt in my hand
No remorse, no sigh, for the fairest of the land
Let the craven wight,
To weep and pule and cry
‘Cause my fate’s to fight, and hero-like to die!

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