A Vagrant People you shake your fist

The blade that cuts you turn and kiss

Your master hates you and he'll have your head

Bet I've opened graves and raised the dead



Look to the past from which you come

Gaze in the fire eternal son



A precious treasure you save on earth

But when it burns you'll see its worth

Your plans will fail you, who'll break your fall?

You might not have a chance to call



Look to the past from which you come

Gaze in the fire eternal son

Repulse the dark and evil one



I look in your heart and see a grave of rot and decay

I advise you look and see today is fading away



A precious treasure you save on earth

But when it burns you'll see its worth

Your plans will fail you, who'll break your fall?

You might not have a chance to call



Look to the past from which you come

Gaze in the fire eternal son

Repulse the dark and evil one

Pick up your swords and fight 'til dawn



Fight, stand and fight! Fight, the good fight!

Fight, stand and fight! Fight, the good fight!