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!!!