|
Serving king nor queen |
|
Living under no law except our own |
|
Fighting to revenge our clans |
|
Serving the one who grants us the secret of steel |
|
The sound of clashing hammers filled the morning red sky |
|
Blacksmiths working day and night |
|
If we die it battle it's the will of the gods |
|
Our hearts filled with nothing but pride |
|
Led by the one bonded to the blade |
|
We feel our ancestors looking down from the stars |
|
Screams of thunder after every slain foe |
|
Cursed are the ones who ignore our legions |
|
Serving king nor queen |
|
Living under no law except our own |
|
Fighting to revenge our clans |
|
Serving the one who grants us the secret of steel |
|
In his dreams a spirit visits the |
|
One (bonded to the blade) |
|
A blood red scar reveals his cause of death [Samuel:] "Follow the morning sun for three days, chosen one For there you will find the inhabitants of Lore These great archers can help you reach your goal They share your quest for revenge" |
|
The next morning we set foot to the pathless woods |
|
The spirit's words still fresh in our minds "Follow the morning sun for three days, chosen one For there you will find the inhabitants of Lore These great archers can help you reach your goal They share your quest for revenge" |
|
Guided by wolves we resumed our journey |
|
We resumed our journey to the pathless woods |
|
There a blood oath was taken |
|
A blood oath was taken |
|
Two became one |
|
Two became one |
|
A blood oath was taken |
|
Two became one |
|
Guided by wolves we resumed our journey |
|
We resumed our journey to the pathless woods |
|
There a blood oath was taken |
|
A blood oath was taken |
|
Two became one |
|
Two became one |
|
A blood oath was taken |
|
Two became one |
|
We drink before the battle |
|
We drink to forget |
|
We drink to the fallen heroes, who fought here at our side |
|
Burning water, take our fears away |
|
One last feast before we enter the battlefield |
|
Serving king nor queen |
|
Living under no law except our own |
