But since Stefan failed his word and let Draculs enemys come from every side Dracu has no choise but with his two hundred men into d**h ride During the last battle the turkish lines begin to scatter And Vlad rode up on a hill to see the inferior blood splatter But treasonous boyars ambushed the lion to his blood spill Dracul fought bravely but the twentieth boyar would be his last k** When the turks found his body they cutted of his head Which was stuck on a pole in Konstantinopel to show the m**m world That Kaziklu Bey was dead The night of the lord impalers demise the worst storm man could remember struck the land Kaziklu Bey was dead but not gone and by thunder his foe's now again could feel his hand