The Sword - Bathory

This sword of steel that I hold in my hand

Ore of this mountain

A sword of this land

Made for a king when the elders were young

To guard us and to guide us in an age since long gone

A sword to protect the peace in troubled times

A sword made to battle and to take a life

This sword is the backbone of the life that I know

Here among mountains and snow

This sword will be one with me.

Body and soul

All of me will be delivering each blow

Slung on my back.

Oh, its powers I feel

I can hardly wait to try its steel

A sword to protect the peace in troubled times

A sword made to battle and to take a life

This sword is the backbone of the life that I know

Here among mountains and snow

Behold its sharp beauty.

Just look at its shine

This sword was forged in fire and ice

This sword is the backbone of the life that I know

Here among mountains and snow.

Now I am ready

To let this old sword sing again