

(ahhhh) A land in shadows,
the tyrant reigns We forge our paths through broken chains With fire,
lightning, giant's steel To make the dark lord finally kneel
Rise to the call of the golden blade!
Justice will shine where the light has decayed!
Stand for the fallen,
strike down the throne!
Claim back the realm that we call our own!
Three heroes bound by bitter loss We march regardless of the cost
The battle ax of ancient lore Shall bring an end to endless
war (oooh)
Rise to the call of the golden blade!
Justice will shine where the light has decayed!
Stand for the fallen,
strike down the throne!
Claim back the realm that we call our own!
(strike them down!)