Serving king nor queen Living under no law except our own Fighting to revenge our clans Serving the one who grants us the secret of steel
The sound of clashing hammers filled the morning red sky Blacksmiths working day and night
If we die it battle it's the will of the gods Our hearts filled with nothing but pride Led by the one bonded to the blade We feel our ancestors looking down from the stars Screams of thunder after every slain foe Cursed are the ones who ignore our legions
Serving king nor queen Living under no law except our own Fighting to revenge our clans Serving the one who grants us the secret of steel
In his dreams a spirit visits the One (bonded to the blade) A blood red scar reveals his cause of death
Samuel: "Follow the morning sun for three days, chosen one For there you will find the inhabitants of Lore These great archers can help you reach your goal They share your quest for revenge"
The next morning we set foot to the pathless woods The spirit's words still fresh in our minds
"Follow the morning sun for three days, chosen one For there you will find the inhabitants of Lore These great archers can help you reach your goal They share your quest for revenge"
Guided by wolves we resumed our journey We resumed our journey to the pathless woods There a blood oath was taken A blood oath was taken Two became one Two became one A blood oath was taken Two became one
Guided by wolves we resumed our journey We resumed our journey to the pathless woods There a blood oath was taken A blood oath was taken Two became one Two became one A blood oath was taken Two became one
We drink before the battle We drink to forget We drink to the fallen heroes, who fought here at our side Burning water, take our fears away One last feast before we enter the battlefield
Serving king nor queen Living under no law except our ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
