The Oath

Manowar

Burning embers of the second death will come in the night

Priests and kings, the alpha and omega, poison bites

False prophets and deceivers swing from the trees

Now dawn the age of birds

Drunk with blood, like lepers with disease

Lord of the sky Mercury the guide

Lord of the underworld, I swear the sacred rite

I will crucify, slay them with their tribe

Hear my war cry



They'll find no sanctuary hidden in their ancestral halls

Let loose the knot that binds the spirit and flesh

Let it fall

For only courage and heroism linger after death

So, hold fast thy sword, rejecting pain, feel the dragons

Breath



I've sworn the oath