Nations are falling To the black winds of war Half of the world Now lies under the sword They are the armies of chaos and death Vultures and wolves We wave the banner of hope in the night Atop Castle Brass
When the Runestaff calls I ride To the end of space and time I am Hawkmoon Duke of Klon When they hear my name they’ll know By the Black Jewel in my skull And the Mad Gods Amulet By the broken gates of Londra And the fall of Granbretan
The castle had shifted To an alternate realm The Baron of Wolves Has sworn revenge Ripping a hole in the fabric of time To steal my true love I will not rest till the empire falls To save Yisselda
I call on the magic For the empire’s fall I summon the undead legion The sword of the dawn
When the Runestaff calls I ride To the end of space and time I am Hawkmoon Duke of Klon When they hear my name they’ll know By the black jewel in my skull And the Mad Gods Amulet By the broken gates of Londra And the fall of GranbretanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.