Near the great waterfall,
The magnificent castle
Of the brotherhood of the Silver Cross
Was a place of shelter.
It was a place of happiness,
It was a place of cure,
It was a place of hope,
In dark days of despair.
Famous were their parties
At the court of the king
With ale for all
Flowing copiously!
The knights of the Silver Cross
Were the best of their kind .
Wielding with pride and honour
Their shields and swords'
To War! To War!
Once and for all,
We will finish off the Imptacar race!
Who have devastated our lands,
And made flow way too much precious blood.
For many years now
They were at war
With the Imptacar oppressor
Ever since they broke the siege.
Many other houses,
And Kingdoms and tribes,
Have joined the Silver Cross
In their quest and battle.
Hoping to escape
The menace and the cruelty of the leather knights
And their dragons.
And then finally united,
Driving the Imptacar back
To where they came from.
To War! To War!
Once and for all,
We will finish off the Imptacar race!
Who have devastated our lands,
And made flow way too much precious blood.
Oh my beloved king,
I'm afraid I have very bad news to announce:
The escort of your daughters has been ambushed
By an Imptacar horde,
They were quite numerous,
And many of them died
By the hand of your loyal knights.
However, the opposition seemed overwhelming
And all of them have perished
Trying to protect
The valuable life of both your daughters.
Their tainted and lifeless bodies
Were found just a little further away
From this battlefieldï