Out of the darkness' evil bowels Appeared the mighty slaying power The clouds turned black and rain fell down With drops of blood onto the ground The men turned cowards almost fled With all-consuming fear in their heads Despair and gloom would soon come down No living soul would live till dawn Axe of rage have led our men To ruin the enemy's wicked plan Brave men were grinding in the fight To bring back the peace and light With hearts and courage of the dragons We fought the hordes of wild pagans In brotherhood the swords were sharp To tear the enemy apart Getting harder with each blow One man's strength was running low Morals down as if'd been cursed No more hope, just blood and dirt The men turned cowards almost fled With all-consuming fear in heads Despair and gloom would soon come down No living soul would live til dawn A warrior's will was ill and lost A Place to hide was what he sought Watching others die in pain Trying hard to crawl away Axe of rage have led our men To ruin the enemy's wicked plan Brave men were grinding in the fight To bring back the peace and light Coward spirit, fight was lost He's alone in darkest thoughts Thinking of his perished friends Torture stays until the end Fallen, dying from disgrace Sun would never light his face Living always in the shame He would lose his noble name No peace would be for him again In dirt he'd rot, in pain he'd bend Thinking of his shameful fight His soul would never sleep at night