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From a land of frozen hearts
The messenger arrived
To tell them tears had turned to steel
And all the dreams had turned to dust

Then came the drums of thunder
With pain and despair
And after it all was over
Something remained

The name of the game is war

The wrath of a warchild
The anger inside keeps calling thee
The wrath of a warchild
The lord of the dark will set you free

Deep in the shadows of the night
The forces will hide out
Until it's time to lose control
Of the burning flame inside

Swords made of glowing metal
Striking the cross
At the throne of an evil nation
Nothing is lost
From a land of frozen hearts   The messenger arrived   To tell them tears had turned to steel   And all the dreams had turned to dust      Then came the drums of thunder   With pain and despair   And after it all was over   Something remained      The name of the game is war      The wrath of a warchild   The anger inside keeps calling thee   The wrath of a warchild   The lord of the dark will set you free      Deep in the shadows of the night   The forces will hide out   Until it's time to lose control   Of the burning flame inside      Swords made of glowing metal   Striking the cross   At the throne of an evil nation   Nothing is lost