In age of religious turmoil he was born,
his father in christian ways was sworn.
For his heathen blood the new faith was a bane
and he made an oath to break its chains.

The dark path of Christ with death was laid,
they raped our souls and stole our faith.
But still he refused to bow his head,
if their way was christian, his choice would be death.

He rose a campaign to revive the old ways
with sword, shield and axe under sun's rays.
He fought his way through the enslaved lands
and in time his influence began to expand.

When the king heard of his son's crusade,
he couldn't believe that he was betrayed.
The army was gathered, an order was given,
with no signs of mercy they must spare no heathen.

"My son, my own blood, now stands against me,
but wrath of my God is what you shall see.
I hoped that you can be my faithful successor,
but then you became a pagan aggressor.

These deeds of yours leave me no choice,
I cannot leave you to reign and rejoice.
For all of your evil insurgent endeavour
I'll blind you and chain you in dungeons forever."

"I dedicated my life to a cause -
to bring back the old faith at any cost.
And if some of your people cross my path,
they all will witness a christian bloodbath."

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