So I Once Rode

With Sword And Shield

The Path Of My Fate

Destiny



Upwards The Rock Of Eternity

With A Countenance

Stiff From Pain

The Summit Seems Far



Yet Is It

No Severe Ride



The Weaker I Get, The Louder My End´s

Shouts Grow

The Brave Nag Trotting

Leads Me

Of This Life, But

Where Then To?

The Blood We Let, Makes Our Path

Divine