The flag that once planted as a king I abandoned
And now I reclaim this banner by God, my sword and my name
In a truce sealed by blood within this metal skin and all that I own
Blood, bone and courage in my viens and the heart that pumps it
Drink from the chalice and be reborn
And the land with me, it will change and transform
A fighting man sworn to quest it is the doom of man that they forgot
I have awoken the dragon and all around me the mist of his breath
Good and evil, there never is one without the other, his brother
Always there, where I least expect it, it will burn to cinders
The futures taken root in the present sun
Don’t look into my heart, least of all your own
No man who is false can win in combat against the truth
When he lies, he murders some part of the world, we must find what was lost
Hearth and home, wife and child were not for me, I was not yet done
I never knew how empty my soul was until it was refilled
Mad distemper strikes both beggars and Kings
The Necromancer’s hard teachings of war and quest
I am given the right to bear arms and power to meet justice
I have lived through others for far too long and carried my guilt, my causes, my sins
I hope in the hereafter when I owe no more to the future that I can be just a man