The forest is imbued with the smell of the battle The spirit of war soar above Gaze around your land. What do you see? Destinys sign says that youre not a child anymore The time of the wooden swords is over the time of metal is near! Metal has come So you are old enough to ride your own way Your trusty steed is waiting for you Your Armour is ready to cover you The bow wants to be squeezed by your hands And targets long for the spikes of your lances But you need to learn, learn the art of war and faithful Ratsha will guide you. Hell teach you to kill and not to be killed 10 shots in one minute or the sun wont rise anymore 10 shots in one minute or your people forever will be slaves 10 shots in one minute to turn you into a warrior 10 shots in one minute or youll meet your death Youre still so young. This is the reason why your shield and sword are weightless You wish to conquer the world like youthful child Feelings of vengeance possess your mind Your life is a struggle. Your life is a trial You can die in a battle or from poisoned wine. You dont know whom you trust, even a friend can betray You cant avoid this dismal lot. Death is your fate
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