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.