Destiny calls
To leave these walls
For only the fleece

Can bring us peace

I am to rule

A king not a fool
The prophesy I will defend
And sail to the worlds end


Fear the children slain of the hydra
For they will seek to kill upon command

None can escape the teeth of the hydra
From the teeth of the hydra
Come the children of the Damned


Many have tried
And many have died

So it is told
In search of the ram of gold


And guarding the prize
With death in its eyes
Lies a seven-headed serpent

In shadows awaiting the bold

We, have not come here to kill

But for the fleece
Be it the Gods will
We, same as the legend

The prophesy will be fulfilled in the end

Our battle has come

And I fear to run
But with my blade of steel
The serpent is done


From his teeth on the ground
With an evil sound

Grow skeletons of death
Wanting my soul