Far up in the northern lands A band of warriors seeking their fame What began as a quest for gold Now in the end death was foretold Master of Death them controls Now holds the key to all of their souls Ancient darkness now awake from slumber Heroes of old fought with courage so bold
Behold the rune of the dead Prepare to die die die
Rising from their graves was their fate Rune of the dead kept them from valhallas gate By the will of the Draugr king Rune of the dead of no heroes shall sing
Heroes calling to bestow The power of the gods True of heart with arrow axe and spear A divine voice from a hero so young
Behold the rune of the dead Prepare to die die die
Rising from their graves was their fate Rune of the dead kept them from valhallas gate By the will of the Draugr king Rune of the dead of no heroes shall sing
Run run like the wind death is here The draugs are on the chase leave none alive They do not fall to mortal wounds True of heart they now stand Call upon the gods
Rising from their graves was their fate Rune of the dead kept them from valhallas gate By the will of the Draugr king Rune of the dead of no heroes shall sing
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