Warrior

I fight 'til I win,

Or I fight 'til I die,

Because that's the way the bluebird flies.

Over the mountains,

And over the seas,

Because that's what the bluebird decrees.

I pack up my camp,

And ride through the forest,

Because that's what the bluebird implores.

It says:

Pick up your lance and

Pick up your shield.

Charge your enemy

All through the field.

Master them all,

Says He to I,

The Earth and the Air,

But foremost, the Fire.

Allow it to enter

Your body and soul.

Into your Center,

To achieve your goal.

By the grace of the sun,

To empower your arm,

You will strike down the man,

And invite within Garm.