The rising sun I'll wait for thy command with
Flame and blood at hand glory and broken sword
I'm the master of the world I have no fear of man
Or beast born inside the soul of the world
Riding hard breaking bone with steel and stone
Eternal might I was born to wield
Let us drink to the battles we've lived and we've
Fought celebrate the pain and havoc we have
Wrought, great heroes charge into the fight from
The north to the south in the black of night
The clash of honour calls to stand when
Others fall Gods of war feel the power of my sword

Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in
Battle I laugh at my fate , now pay in blood when
Your blood has been spilled you're never forgiven
Death is fulfilled!

The clash of honours calls
I will stand when others fall
Open magic doors
They will know the power of my sword
There is blood on my hands there is blood in my eyes
With blood in my voice I scream as you die thirsting
For vengeance and mounds of the slain shaking the
Forest onto the plain

The clash of honour calls to stand when
Others fall Gods of war
Feel the power of my sword
They will know the power of my sword