We start this fire This attack Turned life black To burn you back Just to burn it all From the dark desire From all the pyre I am outnumbered My vision blurred

They came riding at first light Fifty men armed to the teeth The sounding horn called us out to fight We went to meet them in the fields Outnumbered yet we fought But soon we were overrun We took refuge in our home Our downfall had just begun They

This is my sword, we are one and the same My enemies' woe, vengeance the name This is my sword, the dealer of pain The odds are stacked against me Outnumbered three to one These men are seasoned warriors But I stand my ground Waiting, let them come