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A New era is dawning, Our king he has fallen
The world eater is calling, His kinsmen to arise
A man with no future, Before an executioner he must kneel
With his head on the line, The bane for his savior he'll be

Here starts the path of the chosen one
Fus-Ro-Dah
Face of a nord, Soul of a dragon

Hundreds of years without the dragons, The need of a hero, Rises again
The Power of the Dragonborn
With strength in his swords, To the ground they'll finally fall

His voice is like thunder, The tongue of the dragons
An ancient wisdom, Mastered at the throat of the world
Absorbing souls of the “Dovas”, Enhancing his powers
On his journey to face the “Nordic God of Destruction”

He walks the path of the chosen one
Fus-Ro-Dah
Sovngarde in reach, Two fates colliding

Hundreds of years without the dragons, The need of a hero, Rises again
The Power of the Dragonborn
With strength in his swords, To the ground they'll finally fall

Fus-Ro-Dah, It's the voice of the Dragonborn – Fus-Ro-Dah

Here ends the path of the chosen one
Still alive, But in afterlife

Hundreds of years without the dragons, The need of a hero, Rises again
The Power of the Dragonborn
With strength in his swords, To the ground they'll finally fall

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