Bane Of Winterstorm - 04. The Warlord's Last Ride | Текст песни

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Aranon;
“I now ride into victory
In the Shadow of War
Divine gods and angels; the tyrant will fall!
I’ll face my destiny
The Black Crown of Ohr,
Their legions of terror shall haunt us no more

Hail, Master of Night

Across the great mountains
Our warriors ride
For glory and honour, The kingdoms last cry
‘Neath the northern skies
Our swords in the wind
One last ray will shine on our King!

Hail, Master of Night

I WILL CLAIM THE HELM OF THE ORDER
RIDER OF DRAKIR
LORD OF THE NIGHT
I WILL STAND BEFORE THE LEGION
HUNTER OF EVIL
THE WARLORD’S LAST RIDE

Through nightfall and agony
The traitor’s return
His gods blood within him, the whole world will burn
The night is upon us
Our Kingdom still stands
The rage of the Dragon shall march through the lands

Hail, Master of Night

I WILL CLAIM THE HELM OF THE ORDER
RIDER OF DRAKIR
LORD OF THE NIGHT
I WILL STAND BEFORE THE LEGION
HUNTER OF EVIL
THE WARLORD’S LAST RIDE

The armies of the Shadowlands
Crawling like death
The black wind will choke us and devour what’s left
The Black gate is open
And they enter these lands
I will have vengeance, he will fall by my hand

Hail, Master of Night

I WILL CLAIM THE HELM OF THE ORDER
RIDER OF DRAKIR
LORD OF THE NIGHT
I WILL STAND BEFORE THE LEGION
HUNTER OF EVIL
THE WARLORD’S LAST RIDE
THE WARLORD'S FINAL RIDE

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