O' frigid tides Your sons gone to war Fire and Ice Spread forth to salt the Earth
Hail of arrows Storm of swords Rush of steel Clashing iron lords
Doomed to die War is my domain Call of fire I will claim it all
Deep in the heart of the Mott Wood No fortress of fastness abides Yet here in the war-striken Mott Wood Sorcery and darkness claim your life
Sons of the Blacksword descended Ravens have taken to flight Necromancer's poisons and mantras Blinding the Cadre's sight
Hear the fortress in the sky Taste of blood and sacrifice See the fires raising high Know that you are doomed to die
The frigid tides of war rush over And even gods of man will die When all the world has burned over Then shall peace and loss resideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
