John feels the stare

He turns and he's there

In the middle of a lonely huge place

The priest speaks to him:

"You think you'll win"

With a sneering grin in his nice face

"You think that you're safe

For the King you are brave

But for me, you're a devil

You push with might just

Into the King's trust

You're quite on the level"

"Don't play the holy man

Your aims, I will shatter

I'll speak out the ban,

What happens, doesn't matter"

"I'm alright-for the fight!"

Answers John, because I'm doing fine"

Victory is mine

"Hurry up John

I wish you were gone

I don't want to be your enemy

I want you to live

More I can't give

It's not in the might of me"

"Don't trust in this land

They're head and shoulders above

First they take your hand

And then they cut it off"

"I'm alright - for the fight!"

Answers John, "because I'm doing fine"

Victory is mine