Mounting the horse, the bow i string;
Aiming and shooting, my enemies i defeat;
travelling and fighting, no rest i did;
Unstoppable i am, until triumph has been reached;
Unstoppable i am, until my dreams have been achieved;
Unstoppable i am, until the world bend it's knees;
Thus i march, glory for the hordes!
Thus i attack, prepare your bows!
Thus i challenge you, no escape you have!
Fight us mighty foe, before you had perished!
For our might knows no mercy;
Nor does know defeat!
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