[Strophe 1:]
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When I was a young man, I was proud, I was brave.
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I punished, I conquered and won every race.
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Through the Fields. I was holding my banner high.
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But Then I got older, took a house and a wive.
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The long war was over, years of peace have passed by.
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But now again, the warbells ring through the night.
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[Bridge:]
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The enemy is strong and high in number.
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Now my fellow brothers call my name.
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I can't sit and wait, I want to die in a battle.
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With my Brothers. Ride through the land!
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[Chorus:]
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I was born with an iron will
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Chosen by the stars.
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I shall conquer an I shall kill.
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My return to the fields of war.
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[Stophe 2:]
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In years of prosperity I lived like a lord.
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But now peace is over, so bring me my sword.
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I am old, but my will is stong as steel.
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The feeling of power comes back to my bones,
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I still feel the magic when I ride through the ruins.
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I know, the bloodlust is still in me.
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[repeat Bridge]
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[repeat Chorus]
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[Battlecry:]
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Awaiting the call of the gods,
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he rode through the battlefield like thunder pounding loud and wild.
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The wolves were howling,
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while he was holding his sword up in the sky.
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His Battlecry was echoing on the mountains round the valley
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And he shouted: "Hail to my Brothers, the enemies shall die!!!"
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[repeat Chorus]
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Fields Of War
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Majesty |