Again the soldiers march March under the moon We know no better destiny The Sound of clanging steel Is our life Camp-fires our home We pray no gods of war No cross no rune Shall ever shine upon our way Our sword rule our fate Our shield our spear Our courage, our fear Soldiers march to war Soldier of Fortune rides Your reward is to live another day Soldiers of Fortune ride Heart with no cause Eyes with no pride Let kings decide whether you live or die We live a life of war Of d**h and wounds No one waiting for our return Memories are now mixed With fantasies And now all are regrets Great emperors that marched To countless wars Shall cast their name in history Our blood still on the field Our name unknown We die alone