Mighty men have fought with me all these years. Friends we've lost, heroes were born. In every battle we felt the death touching our spirits, and the fear became part of our lives. But now it's the time. The journey is coming to an end. As the final battle get closer, our hearts seem to burn in our chest. The blood will be spilt for the last time. Forever.
Hey, honoured warriors The time has come Fight 'till death For the king, for the throne, for the land
While we move towards the enemies The lost hope reborns in our eyes stronger than ever Soon we start to hear the screams of pain and despair, What make us feel stronger The throne belongs to our king - Our Kingdom is Rising Again!!!