Under the banner of spear, blood and fear The hordes from the steppes marching on the frontier The way for the rider is far so ride hard ...

France is ablaze in the darkest of days Call for a saviour and hope is rising A woman adored with the power of the sword Noble or not, b...

Hundred years before our lord, From the cradle to the sword A sign of what’s to come, Of what can be undone On to conquest tempting fat...

From the Rhône through the mountains they go As the winter is drawing near, Fast approaching change of season is threatening March ove...

I’ll take command, I’ll take the army I’ll take the crown, my mandate to rule I’ll take your land, your independence And I will make it ...

Son of swordsman, born a warrior Insubordinate tempting fate And in the shadow of the rising sun He would duel with the great From the...

Under the banner of spear, blood and fear The hordes from the steppes marching on the frontier The way for the rider is far so ride hard ...

Son of god of the sun The two lands in thy might Hast established their offerings Twice joyful are gods Twice joyful thy prince Twice ...

Som en hjälte han red till strid Likt sin värja hans blick var av stål Där han stod, full av mod, han var Ifrån Norden ett lejon tog spr...

There’s a tale from the east And a promise, a legend untold In a far distant land With the heart of a tiger There were none who dared s...