To arms good man

Smashing down gauntlets and picking up swords

To arms good man, to arms

And Godspeed the brave who faces his demons

To arms good man indeed

For he is a man of spirit and light

And his heart trembles less than his hand

For when he picks up his sword to strike

His heart knows for sure he’s a man

To arms good man, to arms

Strike deep and strike true

Tremble not and strike through

Face the monsters outside and within

Slash once and slash twice

Hit twice and hit thrice

And cast no stone where there’s no sin

To arms good man, to arms