作词 : Malmsteen Crusade after crusade Defending the faith and the holy light I'll come to your aid Fear not my fair maiden, fear not I'm set to attack No demons or dragons will hold me back There's strength in my sword Fall into my arms and I'll bring you back When the cold wind starts to blow Into battle I shall go Any tower I will climb I can fight you folded blind I would die for my king and my land But I must die with my sword in my hand Raise my cup in honor of the LordGives the power I need to wield my sword So much stronger than you No power, no God cannot heed you You're my sacrifice You know in the end you must pay the price You are my prey I am the slayer, the predator You'll never grow old No armor or sword will save your soul Clash of lance, clash of shield In the end you must yield You're a ghost inside my head I will see you good and dead I would die for my king and my land But I must die with my sword in my hand Raise my cup in honor of the LordGives the power I need to wield my sword I would die for my king and my land But I must die with my sword in my hand Raise my cup in honor of the LordGives the power I need to wield my sword
作词 : Malmsteen Crusade after crusade Defending the faith and the holy light I'll come to your aid Fear not my fair maiden, fear not I'm set to attack No demons or dragons will hold me back There's strength in my sword Fall into my arms and I'll bring you back When the cold wind starts to blow Into battle I shall go Any tower I will climb I can fight you folded blind I would die for my king and my land But I must die with my sword in my hand Raise my cup in honor of the LordGives the power I need to wield my sword So much stronger than you No power, no God cannot heed you You're my sacrifice You know in the end you must pay the price You are my prey I am the slayer, the predator You'll never grow old No armor or sword will save your soul Clash of lance, clash of shield In the end you must yield You're a ghost inside my head I will see you good and dead I would die for my king and my land But I must die with my sword in my hand Raise my cup in honor of the LordGives the power I need to wield my sword I would die for my king and my land But I must die with my sword in my hand Raise my cup in honor of the LordGives the power I need to wield my sword
