Destiny calls To leave these walls For only the fleece Can bring us
peace
I am to rule A king not a fool The prophesy I will
defend And sail to the worlds end
Fear the children slain of the
hydra For they will seek to kill upon command None can escape the teeth
of the hydra From the teeth of the hydra Come the children of the
Damned
Many have tried And many have died So it is told In
search of the ram of gold
And guarding the prize With death in its
eyes Lies a seven-headed serpent In shadows awaiting the bold
We,
have not come here to kill But for the fleece Be it the Gods will We,
same as the legend The prophesy will be fulfilled in the end
Our
battle has come And I fear to run But with my blade of steel The
serpent is done
From his teeth on the ground With an evil
sound Grow skeletons of death Wanting my soul