In the warrior's eyes, the final horde is gathered Along the keep, the towers reach the sky farewell to thee, whose virtue has been faltered In Death's keep, the most glorious shall rise
Fire and Ice The call of our blood
Arise you men, who claim yourselves as worthy Arise you ghosts, from the ancient of days All Armageddon, to those betrayed as empty Of Mordred's spirit of Valhalla's revenge
Fire and Ice burned us all Before the temple, you shall fall
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