We walk under the sleep-filled sky of an autumn nearing its end Silent thoughtful the wind sings of past memories, Over theses hills that have already seen so many deaths The hour of battle approaches We will fight with pride to defend our lands The sun dies in the distance, over the hills The first torch's light pierce the floating veils of mist At last the enemy comes into sight Lo there do I see my father Lo there do I see the line of my people back to the very beginning Lo there do call to me They bid me take my place Among them in the hall of Valhalla Where the brave may live forever Time seems to stand still, as if the battle would never end Black clouds gather in the burning sky More and more deaths, we will gain victory by any means The dead riders in the storm Destiny is fulfilled The sound of moans, the weakest gave in to the pain The last gasps of life Hate and destructionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
