The riddle oughtest remain a riddle Unraveled so far
Flames and winds make from the sky From unearthly gods While thine God is an earthly God Thou wilt reverence
Once the giants dwelt in the gardenworld Thro the gulf of chaos fooled the earthly God
Subject thievery was done with unholy whoop Rattled CROMM to return the riddle of steel
Flames and spiry winds reached the vain giants Threw them into waters laving raging hate
Fighting down left the God what He should have kept We, just men by fortune found the riddle of steel
No one you ever trust, not males, not beasts Husk The sword you trust, its caress The Steel and Flesh quest
Ashes trampled down Blood was sinking slow In a trice appeared merciless assassins
No one knows why they came Armored to the teeth Steel or Murder was their aim or there was no aim
Their leader rode south Kids were driven North The threnody is leaving mouths All the tribe is lain
Makes us stronger that which kills The source from which we flow Honeyed glory! The sweetest flame heaps upon our namesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
