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,
But 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.

Stand and fight.