Coming back feels so strange I do not recognize the places The castle has never looked sinister My task here is simple Though it may break the evil Which cannot fight against my sword I am coming to the palace, breaking its gates No one will stop me from my aim Do not you dare step me in the doorway I shall waste whoever tries to defend Skarremar His magic has weakened By powers of hope growing In pure hearts of the virtuous Their wish has lead my steps Out of the land of shadows I shall turn the evil reign I am approaching him, his face expresses nothing But the ultimate fear of his painful end My sword be hopes' incarnation Then there will no longer be fear to feed his might Here comes the change to liberation King lost his might in glow of my sword Hear the message His magic shall not hurt anymore Now stand up and fight Stand up and fight For what is dearest to you It is your turn to win back your dignity Do not you dare step me in the doorway I shall waste whoever tries to defend Skarremar Here comes the change to liberation King lost his might in glow of my sword