John feels the stare He turns and he's there In the middle of a lonely huge place The priest speaks to him: "You think you'll win" With a sneering grin in his nice face "You think that you're safe For the King you are brave But for me, you're a devil You push with might just Into the King's trust You're quite on the level" "Don't play the holy man Your aims, I will shatter I'll speak out the ban, What happens, doesn't matter" "I'm alright-for the fight!" Answers John, because I'm doing fine" Victory is mine "Hurry up John I wish you were gone I don't want to be your enemy I want you to live More I can't give It's not in the might of me" "Don't trust in this land They're head and shoulders above First they take your hand And then they cut it off" "I'm alright - for the fight!" Answers John, "because I'm doing fine" Victory is mine