Say your prayers to the one above
Keep in your hearth the ones you love
And hold on tight to your crimson shield
A last resort we will not yield
Cast your arrows to the castle walls
Storm the palisades when the falcon calls
Show no mercy to the enemy
What will be will be
Falcon may your aim be true
Carry stealth upon your wing
He took flight with his talons spread
Dove with grace towards the king's royal head
With one last breath the king is dead

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN