I will not play for fortune nor
do it as a boring chore

Now see me twist inside the mist
so please fall down or taste my fist

With golden stars full of abuse
I could not help to save the jews

I thought I was a Robin Hood
but all in all, it is my blood

I had a dream, I had a quest
to be a champ and beat the best

What it was for I do not know
but I am sure, I’ll watch the show

The wounded were within my reach
And all I heard was preachers preach

And all of my acquired might
went down without a single fight

All the soldiers, they’re bound for Rome
leaving nothing, except their home

I had a dream, I had a quest
to be a champ and beat the best