As my father's son I have the honor I am disciplined like a Spartan Body hard as stone in shinig armor The day I will kill is the day that I will reign
Have faith, I won't falter I'm trained and I am strong A warrior made for combat My sword is tempered and hungry for hostile blood
I am waiting Waiting in the wings Oh, I'm ready to rise Waiting in the wings Oh, I'm ready to strike
My time will come I know Got to be patient and trust I have learned from the best Determined and eager, fulfill my final test
Dead or victorious, there ain't no other way Dead or victorious, today I must gain Oh, my elder's acclaim The day I will kill is the day that I will reign