Sword of Kings (Folkodia)

I don't want no gold nor jewels To bediadem my brow Steel is what made me a man And by steel I'll rule as king! Fech me my helmet tall And my shield of dragon horn Ready now my heavy horse As my fingers grasp my sword: Caliburn, sword of the kings, Today our shall be the field! Our foes forgot that you and me Yearn their worhtless blood to spill! Raise my crimson banner high. Let five dragons fill the sky Amass the knights and men-at-arms Form ranks and forwards march! Ahead of all they'll se me ride The king of kings who reigns on kings There is no death for noone of us: For eternally shall live the brave! Caliburn, sword of the kings, Today our shall be the field! Our foes forgot that you and me Yearn their worhtless blood to spill!