In a land where darkness now reigns In a place where the birds used to sing A lone fortress stands great and tall A beacon of hope, which I will not let fall
There was an omen that the dark one would come With sacred powers bestowed by the gods Of darkness, evil, and despair With the grace of an eagle And the strength of a bear
Down my dwarven brothers Down from this wretched cliff We have been driven from the Northland Now we descend into this rift
Down my dwarven brothers Down from this wretched cliff We have been driven from the Northland Now we descend into this rift
The massive army is bearing down Soon it will be here Thousands and thousands of marching orcs I can hear them in the rhythm of the stone
[Clean section] They have come from their mountain holes They have come to destroy all I know They have claimed the land of the free From the Spine to the Surbrin
The massive army is bearing down Soon it will be here Thousands and thousands of marching orcs I can hear them in the rhythm of the stone
Walking through the fields of death Revenge has taken me I've become the Hunter once again A being of pure insanity