The valley sleeps beneath the morning dew; The sun is rising, darkness yields to day. It slowly shows the scorched fields of gray, The dying flames of fight will wake anew.
The land will tremble - soon the roaring war Will fall upon the earth with dreadful wrath, Leaving behind another bloody path, A crimson mass of ruin, death and gore.
Listen to the east wind blowing Draw your card and cast the lot The abyss is always hungry Ever lurking for its prey
Awake the iron Time to rise, time to fight The day of glory has arrived Awake the iron
Unleash the joy in sin, the lust for hate Chaos will reign supreme - the vengeful king Will come to take us under his dark wing. Today, all will be judged at heaven's gate.
Listen to the east wind blowing Draw you card and cast the lot The abyss is always hungry Ever lurking for its prey
Awake the iron Time to rise, time to fight The day of glory has arrived Awake the iron
Oh memories, your sweet vanishing foam, Forever lapping on the drifting sand. I'm cursed, I'm cursed by this forsaken land, I dream of distant shores, I dream of home.
Although my tattered heart so deeply yearns, The spring is over, never to return.
Awake the iron Time to rise, time to fight The day of glory has arrived Glory and deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
