Through the fog To ancient halls Only known in crumbling scrolls Summoned here into my realm With mace and shield and shadow helm
They come They die They rise They fight to regain their lives Then they die Their shades will forever fight
Countless times we've stalked these halls Countless times we've fought these hoards
The tower prison terror green The tunnel's molemen labouring The flying mantas of storm shrine The ogre bogs, filled with slime
A warning scrawled upon the ground A magic ring a goblin found The merchants here, they trade in souls You've learned the spells the old one knows
Countless times we've stalked these halls Countless times we've fought these hoards Armored knights with glowing eyes Dragon's breath and haunting cries
Forgotten souls that haunt these worlds Questing blind and in soul form Survive this day and you may find A demon's mouth into you climbTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
