Oh, there is fire in the air that I'm breathing There is blood where the battles rage These are faces I will not remember Will I fight for the queen or the slave? A treacherous part, to play with a heart, of courage Where the wind from the north bodes the dragon And the armies and legions have formed We have camp for the night, food and cover Fading ghosts in the shadows of war Battleborne Battleborne Battleborne Battleborne Gone, are the villagers led out to pasture The black wing of death as their liege Felt the ground It was bare from the plunder The soldiers that lie at my feet The maidens were lost, wading across, an ocean On a ship heading south to the mainland I am standing in way of the storm I was raised by the wolf and the stallion This sword was battle born Battleborne Battleborne Battleborne Battleborne