Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward Led astray by the northern chaos gods Calm before the storm we came from the north... Horses roamed in the open landscaped
The scald sang to their kings Only he who battle wins The scald sang to their kings Let the battle he fought to the won
Tremble with fear for the banner of our kings War now calls heed to the battle Hear our swords clinging in the wind Men cast from their saddles horses roar and scream Descendants of wrath and the kingdoms of fear... The might we possess burn like fire The will remain in our northern hearts... More scalps to be won - an eye for an eye
Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward Led astray by the northern chaos gods One by one by the northern tribe you fall One by one... die by the strongest of them all Still theres only greatness sunged in those who fell Who battled strong to win these wars... One by one we took your lives
Grey mist swirl across the meadows... Where battles once ruled the steps Where the ancient armours of bronce Are buried and corrored by time Strong where those who won the war... And the legends tell only of wrath As brothers of the northern tribes... They guarded the horders of chaos We leave this Battlefields ground Red where the rivers of blood Unforgotten by the ones... Born of strength and gloryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
