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The war is doneâ¦
A buzzardâs feast, a soldierâs glum,
The oxen pulling hard to bring the bodies home.
A troll to find the wizardry
Untold that binds the rookeries
Those poor washed away by the flood
Those left are soiled in blood
In time the city that fell
Will be denied of misery
Each fiend will have its hole
Where men once toiled in liveries
The trolls set fire to the region
The trolls set fire to rookeries
The trolls set fire to the kings men
The trolls set fire to the kingdom
Oh! Yah! Rragh! Oh! Boom Boom! Yah!
To fight, and battle high
An ode, an ode to die.
âWe swore to fight for man
This countryâs sacred landâ
Your demise is that weâre already among you
Tucked in with the dead we grow behind your city walls
âWe fear not, your darkened spellsâ
Those are words that a dead man tells.
Summon the Wyrm, to end them all!
Take fast beyond the ruins
Beyond the broken sword
Each fiend now has its hole
Amass the spoils of war
And soon the next great land
Will fall under this banner
Those that weâve slain
Join our legion from the grave!
- Album:
- Embrace The Forge EP