Death is drawing near
I know it's true but I have
All is lost and foreign kings
Rule the northern realms
Hammerfest, the
Men will fight and men will die
Wars will be lost
Bastards of a lying breed
You've ruled us for too long
Truth
Every night I see through eyes
Of a different lunatic
And every
STRIKE!
Fast and hard, show no mercy for these men
The vermin
He's riding down 'cross a field but nothing is the
Men will fight and men will die
Wars will be
Once I was - Now I am no more
A burst
He's running through the woods so black
A loyal servant of
