Ten heavy feet,walk the bloodsoiled ground, with rythm these five warriors march.
Now matter how much,the bleeding wounds, from enemy swordcuts,hurts to the bone.
They revenge they sought,was taken in blood, /:no mercy was showed:/
they ignore the pain,the hammerlike pounds,from falls off slain.Horses to the ground.
No signs weakness, no sings of weariness,not even a glimce of remorse
in their eyes.they slew men ruthless,fed the wolves with flesh, and now they live,this land side by side.
Now they are headed home,five swordsmen who fought repentlessly, their story will be told, of five brave men endlessly.
All sorrow is left,for the woman to bare, the children cries,they live in fear.
No man was spread, no houses and farms remains, no christian woman-their churchs was consumed by flames.
Their steels shines red,with enemy blood,it signs of victory,granded by the Gods.And as they return,bleeding but proud,the horizont burns,and song is ringing loud.
Now matter how much,the bleeding wounds, from enemy swordcuts,hurts to the bone.
They revenge they sought,was taken in blood, /:no mercy was showed:/
they ignore the pain,the hammerlike pounds,from falls off slain.Horses to the ground.
No signs weakness, no sings of weariness,not even a glimce of remorse
in their eyes.they slew men ruthless,fed the wolves with flesh, and now they live,this land side by side.
Now they are headed home,five swordsmen who fought repentlessly, their story will be told, of five brave men endlessly.
All sorrow is left,for the woman to bare, the children cries,they live in fear.
No man was spread, no houses and farms remains, no christian woman-their churchs was consumed by flames.
Their steels shines red,with enemy blood,it signs of victory,granded by the Gods.And as they return,bleeding but proud,the horizont burns,and song is ringing loud.