Tyrfing, sword of ancient might Your magic shining bright But deadly is the curse of the dwarfs
In deep caves dark fate ignites Burning magic becomes alive Golden embers illuminate The price of your glory - demise
We fight until the end of time Forged by fire
Our hearts are true, our spirits high Forged by fire
We are the chosen of the gods Forged by fire
Tyrfing in our hands Forged by fire
Once the magic sword is drawn One mortal life must go Almighty is the curse of the blade
Heroes fail, great kingdoms fall Tyrfing's fate affects them all Golden blade illuminates For fame and your glory - Death Spell We fight until the end of time Forged by fire
Our hearts are true, our spirits high Forged by fire
We are the chosen of the gods Forged by fire
Tyrfing in our hands Forged by fire
Dwarves whisper the spell in the deepest of their caves Cold realm beyond mountain rocks You will never see
Sword of legend beyond mountain rocks Thy cursed blade was forged by fire and steel We fight until the end of time Forged by fire
Our hearts are true, our spirits high Forged by fire
We are the chosen of the gods Forged by fire
Tyrfing in our hands Forged by fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
