Forge of the Wolfblade

(haaa) Fold the steel and stoke the fire

Tempest rising high and higher

In the embers, glowing bright

We hammer down the ancient light

Raise the blade, the master crest Godly iron in the chest Hear

the thunder, feel the spark We forge a weapon through the dark (yeah)

My loyal hound, now bathed in flame No longer bound by earthly

name A mystical wolf of starlight and stone To tear down the

god on his underworld throne

To the gates of the deep,

we run!

(we run!) Underworld master,

your reign is done!

Charge the gates! Hades falls! (hooooaahh)