Upon this field of honor Icy crimson death Bodies hacked and dismembered Shields and armor cleft Before me the last Vanir No one at my side Say your last prayers to Ymir T’is your time to die
[chorus] The riddle of steel The truth shall be revealed With sword my hand wields This day we shall solve the riddle You shall feel my steel
Your brethren in Valhalla My name you shall tell To some I’m known as Amra Many men I’ve felled Across all of Hyborea Tales of me are told T’is Conan of Cimmeria Whom shall reap your soul
[chorus] The riddle of steel The truth shall be revealed With sword my hand wields This day we shall solve the riddle You shall feel my steel
The clash of steel does echo Through the snow packed waste We both unleash our deathblows Blood drawn by both blades Though wounded I’m the victor Blood pours from my head I am the one survivor On this field of death
[chorus] The riddle of steel The truth shall be revealed With sword my hand wields This day we shall solve the riddle You shall feel my steelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
