Ways of the wary and the ordinary
 Won't take all my time, waste all my days, let me rephrase

 All expire, I lived by the lyre
 Follow me

 To the fields of the fallen
 Where the legends lie
 Should you suddenly join in their numbers
 Say the last goodbye
 From the fields of the fallen
 Where the lucky leave
 And bring with them the word of the victory
 That they did achieve

 Riches and glory, who will tell my story
 There over the hill, wide is the world, make it all mine

 Steal my thunder, your world will go under
 Follow me

 To the fields of the fallen
 Where the legends lie
 Should you suddenly join in their numbers
 Say the last goodbye
 From the fields of the fallen
 Where the lucky leave
 And bring with them the word of the victory
 That they did achieve