Winds of fear and terror run through my mind.
Around me, I watch a lot of death and hate,
bred for millennium.
The cause? I see in my hand a bloody sword
sunk to the bottom of the heart of my enemy.
No, angry I think that is not truce,
for him how long has hurt me.
A thousand battles have since passed,
serious injury I had in my chest,
But I think to myself how sweet is revenge
release bloody chains,
how long have I been locked.
And now, after the final battle, recovery my spirit
Freed at last from tyranny.
What I do in my mind I see,
walking and walking the horizon,
looking for new challenges.
Say goodbye to the end, this warrior,
baptized in blood and fire.
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