Starting from my mountains
Far from the people
The new continent changed me
Among the books and in the streets
I fought with new ideas
My horizons opened up
âLike a hawk on its prey
Death I challenged
For whom my dignity has stolen
I know no mercyâ
Black robes and drapes
They destroyed my days
Blindly mistaken for madness
My distant friends
Next I have only cowards
In Belial's tavern
Without masters nor a god
Refuge the Saran mountains
Footprints of a vengeance awaiting
With fire and iron I challenge you
A new beginning of life
My justice I will do
âLike a hawk on prey
Death I challenged
From whom my dignity has stolen
I cry -You will never have me!-â
You live in the stories
Legend à It has become
Immersed in the nostalgia that once was
You who still walk
Hidden among the peaks
Breathing your freedom

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