Red is the sun over the battlefield where the blood runs down in seas of grief and among the dead stands a living giant just unable to know fear
Through the chest of the enemies flies the arrow of the king Throats are cut by his sword With the speech of steel he fights eternal lie Endless truth in his heart
And as they´re marching off to war You´ll hear them sing No need to fear Follow the king
King Leoric is rising King Leoric is rising King Leoric is rising up !!!