On the great frozen plains lie ruins of a keep Destroyed in ages past by the giants of ice After the costly battle in the marshlands Our ships lead us to this northern place
We stared into the eyes of wicked giants Nothing but pure and utter hatred we saw
Frostbitten and cold yet on into the storm What we saw in these desolate lands I shall not soon forget Awaking from a thousand years of sleep Giants like statues reaching for the skies
A battle broke out between giants and men Furious and raging they attacked with a vengeance
Our destiny lay in the hands of gods We had not come so far to surrender Refused to succumb to the mighty storm We would stand and fight till our last breath
The battle raged on and on We fought hard and well Despite our foe’s determination We stood firm and strong
Seven spears to slay one fierce colossus Yet one and all they fell before usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
