The Warriors are called to arms A call that echoes through the land A place earned in the higher realms For the favored one that rides the path
Sent on a journey to find the fallen To confront the vixen of hel To release the god from her darkened grasp But only if despair floods the lands
Everything dead and living shall grieve Only then will the curse come undone A giantess refuses to let, the tears fall Sealing the fate of an enslaved god
Ragnarok is now taking their hands Let hel forever hold what she hasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
