Red is the sun over the battlefield
where the blood runs down in seas of grief
and among the dead stands a living giant
just unable to know fear

Through the chest of the enemies
flies the arrow of the king
Throats are cut by his sword
With the speech of steel he fights eternal lie
Endless truth in his heart

And as they´re marching off to war
You´ll hear them sing
No need to fear
Follow the king

King Leoric is rising
King Leoric is rising
King Leoric is rising up !!!