Saviors have come and gone
Leaders have risen to fall
Empires have crumbled to stone
Wars have spilled false blood

So receive this gift from above
And become one with the gods

Wielding metal
Rebel king of the tribes
Gripping the tyrants by their throats

Wielding metal
A hope for liberty
Purge these legions from our land

Viriato, the rebel rises to power
Defender of tribes, bearer of the flame
One with war, will as strong as stone
Viriato, destroyer of empires