Coming back feels so strange

I do not recognize the places

The castle has never looked sinister



My task here is simple

Though it may break the evil

Which cannot fight against my sword



I am coming to the palace, breaking its gates

No one will stop me from my aim

Do not you dare step me in the doorway

I shall waste whoever tries to defend Skarremar



His magic has weakened

By powers of hope growing

In pure hearts of the virtuous



Their wish has lead my steps

Out of the land of shadows

I shall turn the evil reign



I am approaching him, his face expresses nothing

But the ultimate fear of his painful end

My sword be hopes' incarnation

Then there will no longer be fear to feed his might

Here comes the change to liberation

King lost his might in glow of my sword



Hear the message

His magic shall not hurt anymore

Now stand up and fight

Stand up and fight

For what is dearest to you

It is your turn to win back your dignity



Do not you dare step me in the doorway

I shall waste whoever tries to defend Skarremar

Here comes the change to liberation

King lost his might in glow of my sword