Now, that so many years have passed

As a blank figure I stand, In front of my destiny's tale

And I see a divine impaler, reaching for my soul's vein


"Come my messiah I await thee

for my time has come to finally meet

my Swordbrother"


A past full of pictures and greatness on my back

It's a shame to die without blood on my hands

So I bear my sword to the ground and I prayed


On cold winds of hatred I ride

from the darkest depths of hell I march

the great horns of battle call me again


An ancient oath I swore in the past

A bond of a sacred promise


Souls shine like steel, across the rainbow

In front of the golden hall, I stand still

And before tears drop down from my eyes,

I grab your hand to get you back, my Swordbrother


Bonded by honour and blood we are one,

Brothers in battle and death

Warriors in armours of shining chromed steel

Strong and immortal we soar


Ride on my warriors fight proud victorious

Onwards to battle to slay and kill