“The road is long Danger lies ahead Through cursed lands And far beyond you must go
In the stone circle Carved by the ancients You will find what you seek The power of gods”
Heeding the witch’s words We continued our journey Though a few hundred men Swords hungry for battle
Marching to their doom Warriors clad in red In spite of defeat Souls ready for the fight
Clouds gathered for a storm As we entered the marshlands A sky devoid of stars An ill omen for sure
Up they came from below A throng of the deformed Undead soulless warriors Attacking without pause
We had been forewarned Yet truly did not believe Until hordes were upon us And men fell to the accursed
A desperate fight commenced Only a few blades Striking well and true Dealing everlasting death
Immense their numbers We were losing ground Our last and only chance A costly retreat
Desperately falling back Surrounded by the wicked Slashing, tearing throats Creatures from the netherworld
Holding on for dear life As my brothers died Death all around me Deafening screams filled the air
Against a foe such as this No mere man can prevail Relentless and thirsting for blood Minions of the blackened one
Fought them through the night On the verge of despair Banners torn to shreds Swords drenched in black blood
Still far from defeat Though many lay dead Man and wretched beast Side by side in the afterlife
As lightning from a clear sky The sun shattered the dark Blessed dawn had arrived To end this waking nightmareTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
