| On the pinnacle stood the wizard | 
| Looking down upon the open land | 
| He saw darkness from the east | 
| From the rival hand | 
| Creeping slow across the meadow | 
| Blackens the day, darkens the mind | 
| With the wiseness in his vision | 
| Pain of every kind | 
| With the for came clouds of warriors | 
| Ready to destroy the town | 
| With their darkness they spread out fear | 
| Fear that holds one down | 
| So the foe starts the attack | 
| Breaks their souls, it makes is hard | 
| To stop the flow of evil foes | 
| But what should I do? | 
| With swords in the air they’re facing the death | 
| Death foes dressed up in red | 
| They are breaking hard stone | 
| Soon they will tear down the walls | 
| To the town all men! | 
| The inner lines! | 
| Fight for your lifes! | 
| Let’s turn the corners | 
| They’re too much over us by far | 
| They’re shooting arrows of tar | 
| See them burning, here and there | 
| Some may help us, the end is near | 
| Horn in the distance! | 
| Hail to our friends in arms! | 
| Riders to the front | 
| They’re singing all the while they ride | 
| They’re singing all the while in bloody fight | 
| They’re singing knowing what they see | 
| They’re singing and dying but forever free | 
| The fight it pendeled here and there | 
| But who really wins a war | 
| Soon they slowly gained back ground | 
| Pushed the enemy to the sound | 
| Now the battle’s won | 
| But the deeds we’ll count with shame | 
| Night under the sun | 
| They’re singing | 
| The day is left many with it | 
| It was a day of bloody fight | 
| When will it all be over | 
| War will never end |