Paroles de Enemy Die

The priest have done their sacred rite with me. My veins are filled with fire. I await my destiny armed with mighty weapons. I will ride to victory. The battlefield lays grey and dead for me. Dragons in the sky await my enemy. I will hear his breaking bones. I will see his bleeding wounds. Enemy die! Die by my sword! I hear the marching sound of the unholy force. The clash of forces killed my frightened horse. Now a fight man to man awaits me on the end. I fight him with the power of ten thousand men. He lays on the ground and I set his life an end. I hear his broken bones, I see his bleeding wounds.