I walked throughout in the desert sand
My dreams have told me of a Holy land
That I shall rule with mighty pride
In snowy mountains, way up high

In my hand, I got my magic wand
That will guide me, far from the sun
And help me find what was meant to be
An army that will die for me

The ice will break and then you'll see

We march! We fight! We strike!
Enemies in the field

We march! We strike! At night!
Raise your sword and shield

"Archers be ready! Fire!"

I see the sky and the clouds transform
Creatures are flying, soldiers reform
A foul beast diving from the sky
If I'll die, I'll die with pride

My vision told me that we would win
And be forgiven, for all our sins
My soldiers, all would be proud and sing
All hail die mighty wizard king

Enemies in the field
Raise your sword and shield
And we march, we fight, we strike

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