In The Clash Of Arms Lyrics - Mithotyn

A king, courageous and proud. 

Across the wild seas he sailed 

through hard storms and black clouds 

with men who could not fail. 

Victory was in their tail. 

Masters of the handling of steel 

with a quenchless thirst for glory. 

He ran into the hordes of foes 

with his twohundred combatants only. 

Better warriors than he had 

can be very hard to find. 

Even in the worst situations 

they did not leave their king behind. 

In the clash of arms 

the blades shone brightly. 

In the clash of metal 

he earned his glory.