Da névoa que alberga calada
a noite onde a alma já dorme
vem distante visão informe,
um vulto cuja aura é dourada.

Refulge pela treva instalada
o brilho que a sua aura oferta
e a côr da sua forma incerta
desenha no escuro uma estrada.

Despertam sentidos dormentes
rumo à luz que se fez caminho,
feitiço estonteante qual vinho
os trajes seus resplandescentes.

Os ornatos seus reluzentes
adornam um corpo de rosa,
realçam-lhe a pele sedosa,
lindos olhos, lábios e dentes.

Já próximo, a escuridão vã
dissipa-se no trilho ido
tal é o deslumbre sentido
pela figura mágica afã.

Resta a admiração de um fã
rendido à princesa guerreira
de espada, escudo e viseira,
e de nome seu Jessie Ann!

Facing the Reaper

A new world unveiled filled with horror and magic
I crushed into it on a night very tragic
dwindling I was in the lanes of apocalypse
and there you spreaded the word 666

Dark powers emerged, the earth split in two
My heart started racing, my legs shaking too
But what could I do, I knew nothing of thee
Dark wizard of chaos, chaos all I could see

I called upon God as you called upon me
But my calls were dull as you stood almighty
Heaven was far and your spell was near
About to give up I trembled with fear

But then I remembered the sword of my father
I shook my stunned head and wielded it high, rather
I professed my vow, to never give in
to the powers of thou, to the legions of sin

Today I still ride and fight on my horse
Undisturbed by your evil legions, their force
Today I still ride and fight through black meadows
For mankind's right to a life without shadows

Grim Reaper, hear this: now I shall not rest
not until my heavy sword puts you to rest
Your demonish troops I'll tear down one by one
Until I reach you and your realm is undone

So prepare yourself, the age of doom will fall
When I sight your castle and climb its thick wall
For people's hopes I carry, for we're not your son
And in your tomb shall lay written "killed by Conan"!