Now i am victorious, and hold your head in my hand
Now the battle is over, A new man i am
The Blood has spilled over, from the Evil Marauders
The bones of the Fathers, No threat to our sons and daughters

There's no freedom of my believing to life but not free, I have not given in, Nobody wins
There's no rhyme or reason to life or lost seasons

Raise your swords to the Gods on high, Raise your swords up to the sky
Raise your swords to the Gods on high, Let me hear your Battle Cry

Now the Battle is over, I learned all i can, Learned from Fathers to be a man

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