Scyth

The totem of the griffin, the totem of the deer

Are tattooed on my arms like they are tattooed on my peers

The double death has bitten those whose heads I take

By arrows dipped in human blood and venom from a snake

The shaman, the enare has seen what is to come

The shaking of the ground as the hooves of horses drum

Budini, Geloni, Saka Haumavarga

Dragonlords of Anunakh, blood and myth

Androphagi, Saka Tikrakhauda

Hail to the royal riding Scyth

Look upon these quivers, wide as open graves

And run or be beheaded or perhaps a weeping slave

I measure a man, by the trophies he displays

For no trophies are won by those who flee and run away

The Greek call me a savage, uncivilized and dumb

And still I hold their fate within the drawing of my thumb

Budini, Geloni, Saka Haumavarga

Dragonlords of Anunakh, blood and myth

Androphagi, Saka Tikrakhauda

Hail to the royal riding Scyth

My arrows can be hired, for a while for gold and wine

So you can boast of how you can control the hand of mine

But my service is as fickle, as the piper in the tree

I cannot be commanded, and no vows are holding me

My one true pledge of honor is to my chief and tribe

And blood cannot be sold for golden lies and dirty bribes

I wither in your cities, I choke behind the walls

And to be a man of wealth within them makes me nothing but appalled

Budini, Geloni, Saka Haumavarga

Dragonlords of Anunakh, blood and myth

Androphagi, Saka Tikrakhauda

Hail to the royal riding Scyth

Hail to the green eyed devil

Hail Scyth