Из альбома: Powerslave
He threw down a glove you made the mistake
Of picking it up now you're gone
The choosing of guns or fighting with swords
The choice of weapons is done
He'll tear you apart as soon as you start
You know you don't have a chance.
Chorus:
OH...OH...Fight for the Honour
Fight for the Splendour
Fight for the Pleasure
OH...OH...Fight for the Honour
Fight for the Splendour
Fight for your Life!
Ready to start the duel begins
the best man wins in the end.
A lunge and a feint, a parry too late
A cut in the chest and you're down
Seeing the stain then feeling the pain
Feeling the swaet on your brow.
Chorus:
The fighting resumes, a silence looms the
Swordsmen move 'gainst each other
A cut and a thrust, a parry, a blow,
a stab to the heart and you're down
The Angel of Death hears your last breath
Meanwhile the reaper looks on.
Chorus:
OH...OH...Fought for the Honour
Fought for the Splendour
Fought for the Pleasure
OH...OH...Fought for the Honour
Fought for the Splendour
Fought to the Death