Songtext von Battlegrounds

Follow me legions, pray to our god Master of the highsword, command us in battle I am the patriarch, to the forces of might Free the land now From our enemies I pray for fortune And you will hear my call I can lead you Towards our victory We roam the plains In a forgotten realm I rule through religion, your fear is my power My crusade carries the sign of the burning sword The morning sun, gleams in my armour spikes Pray to the mighty god of war See a vision of a lonely horse If it's white my horde will cheer But if it's black we'll fail