…the prophecy tells of the sword, which killed once, and will kill again and again…
Chapter I
For time out of mind In the northern lands People lived in peace No one thought of death
One united land One united faith
Land full of heritage Lived in a golden age For so many years Man lived without fear Day turned into night The sun brought a golden light
Chapter II
But one was born Who had an evil heart He was a skillful ‘smith But his soul was dark
In the cave of dwarves He found a black ore
It gave off a magic glow That he'd never known He worked through long nights ‘Till the morning light And the sword was made Cold rain steeled the blade
Once the sword partakes of blood Peace will be destroyed War will stay in the peaceful lands… …Forever…
Chorus:
Once he forged the sword that brought only tears and pain Sword of discord – The first sword The sword was hardened by the autumn rain Sword of discord - The first sword The weapon that fell into human hands Sword of discord - The first sword The first blade that gave rise to death in the silent land