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
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