There I was,
with friend by my side.
Fullfilled with glory,
of sure death.

The beast was growling
as we drew our weapons
and with passion
we started the fight.

It didn\'t take long
for my friend to fell down.
And soon I felt too,
the tender hands of death.
Alas!
I had to withdraw
and swallow,
my pride.

There I was,
with shattered limbs by my side.
That beast gave me more,
than I could receive

As I made my way,
through the woods,
I was filled
with forthcoming joy.
It was clear to me,
like water of the sea,
I shall return
and have no rest,
until that foul beast
lays dead.