the land Honorless battle, consuming the dead Collecting bodies to consume Keep the engine burning hot, apocalyptic war machine Needs fuel for fire, nomadic
: [Intro]
: When it's cold and the ice grips your skin Few can stomach how harsh it is In the woods lurks a great old one Who can scare the flesh right off your
: Enslaved by warlords from far away lands Forced into a life of slavery Forced to fight your brothers for rulers so cruel A killer instinct your only
come to life Encroachment against humanity, running root breaking stone Rise up feed off the dead Towering giants fill you with dread Avenge the axe, avenge the blade
afraid your sacrifice is not in vain The God's reward for dying with your sword in hand Roaring fires, strumming lyrics Clean the blood stain from you Blade
of conquering hordes, A curse on their blades, A hex on their swords Unholy minions, Their mark heaven's domain Caressing the leather that Binds up the
: Great and terrible are things That feed on fear Afflicting all the weak, Sucking up their tears Drain the life from those who cannot Stand the night
The glow of the dawn The sights, the sounds Eternally gone Cut down by a demon's blade By strange forces it was made A demon's blade A masterstroke with
the blade, offspring of Hecate's foul womb Up the mountain to a yawning cave A fell beast guards the Golden Fleece The Argo leader steps up to win the
the land Long ago an ancient malice left its mark Awoken by the curiosity of men Black spire looms above the edifice of pain Calling all its allies to rise up
: [Outro]
I am the reaper of souls Cold iron blades they cannot stop me Where I am from no one knows I am in command Impervious to fire Impervious to steel Merciless
Great and terrible are things That feed on fear Afflicting all the weak, Sucking up their tears Drain the life from those who cannot Stand the night
to the land Honorless battle, consuming the dead Collecting bodies to consume Keep the engine burning hot, apocalyptic war machine Needs fuel for fire
