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