From the eyes, show depth of rage, release of the fire Scorching is the fire Underlined with a crest of gold, magnificent is the site Three rows of ma**ive teeth fall nothing short of razor sharp Razor sharp Venom crawls from the heart form its three forked tongue Guardian of the golden fruit of which I will rid it of Into the mountains I ride to conquer the beast of great might the eleventh labor it's called most difficult labor of all Equipped with only a spear for I will not show my fear Triumphant the plan is to be The dragon will soon bleed for me My single spear pierces his heart in d**h he now takes part Into the heavens he is cast for years of service that have pa**ed From the eyes, show the depth of rage, releases the fire Scorching is the fire Underlines with a crest of gold, magnificent is the site Three rows of ma**ive teeth fall nothing short of razor sharp