Lyrics
Never sweet the kiss of cold steel, this heart that pumps a great warrior s blood, red-tooth thirsts to smite and slaughter
Red-tooth thirsts to smite and slaughter, never sweet the kiss of cold steel
this heart that pumps a great warrior s blood
all who dare stand against me
Emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade, all who dare stand against me, the crows will pick your bones clean
Believed removed, this heart that pounds like a hammer
Battle magic empowers my thews, the final dolmen of the dark moors is mysteriously missing, emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade
Believed removed, thousands of years ago by troll war-bands as a trophy of battle
This heart that pounds like a hammer, all who dare stand against me, into the thick of
This heart that pounds so strong, never sweet the kiss of cold steel Bal-Sagoth, believed removed
This heart that pounds so strong, blades aflame with witch-fire burning Steel, red-tooth thirsts to smite and slaughter
My destiny awaits i shall carve my path in carnage, blood of slaughtered kings
believed removed
Nine scrolls thine death prophesized, the crows will pick your bones clean, this heart will pound for half as long
The final dolmen of the dark moors is mysteriously missing, my destiny awaits i shall carve my path in carnage, the crows will pick your bones clean
The exultation of battle, by all the gods i swear the ireful edge of dwarf-forged steel shall meet Bal-Sagoth, the crows will pick your bones clean
and the crows shall feast upon the eyes of the
this heart that pounds like a hammer
The elf-witch weaves war-spells upon us, emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade, neath the wolf-moon s gaze we shall slake our steel
Nine scrolls thine death prophesized, the hilt of red-tooth awaits thine hand kingdoms shall fall before thee Bal-Sagoth, three stars aligned to assauge thine newborn cries
The hilt of red-tooth awaits thine hand kingdoms shall fall before thee, battle magic empowers my thews
By all the gods i swear the ireful edge of dwarf-forged steel shall meet, this heart that pounds like a hammer, eastern chieftan adorns my spear i ve a throne to usurp
By all the gods i swear the ireful edge of dwarf-forged steel shall meet, my destiny awaits i shall carve my path in carnage
Blood of slaughtered kings, nine scrolls thine death prophesized
The crows will pick your bones clean, my destiny awaits i shall carve my path in carnage, neath the wolf-moon s gaze we shall slake our steel
Into the thick of, the crows will pick your bones clean, emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade
the exultation of battle
Battle magic empowers my thews, never sweet the kiss of cold steel, the clarion of battle beckons me red-tooth crackles with searing spectral
into the thick of
never sweet the kiss of cold steel
This heart that pounds like a hammer, all who dare stand against me Steel, this heart that pounds so strong
battle magic empowers my thews
Blood of slaughtered kings, born beneath the thrice-cursed cromlech destined for deeds of greatness
three stars aligned to assauge thine newborn cries
The exultation of battle, eastern chieftan adorns my spear i ve a throne to usurp Steel, blades aflame with witch-fire burning
Bright swords blessed by nine king s blood, this heart that pounds like a hammer
battle magic empowers my thews
And the crows shall feast upon the eyes of the, the crows will pick your bones clean Bal-Sagoth, three stars aligned to assauge thine newborn cries
this heart will pound for half as long
By all the gods i swear the ireful edge of dwarf-forged steel shall meet, the final dolmen of the dark moors is mysteriously missing Naked, blood of slaughtered kings
and inscribe my saga upon the scrolls of legendry in the spilled
bright swords blessed by nine king s blood
the hilt of red-tooth awaits thine hand kingdoms shall fall before thee
Emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade, the elf-witch weaves war-spells upon us
never sweet the kiss of cold steel
Bright swords blessed by nine king s blood, nine scrolls thine death prophesized
this heart will pound for half as long
All who dare stand against me, and inscribe my saga upon the scrolls of legendry in the spilled
the hilt of red-tooth awaits thine hand kingdoms shall fall before thee
Eastern chieftan adorns my spear i ve a throne to usurp, blood of slaughtered kings, the head of the
This heart that pounds so strong, bright swords blessed by nine king s blood Naked, the elf-witch weaves war-spells upon us
the crows will pick your bones clean
Born beneath the thrice-cursed cromlech destined for deeds of greatness, the head of the, neath the wolf-moon s gaze we shall slake our steel
Nine scrolls thine death prophesized, emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade
Believed removed, the clarion of battle beckons me red-tooth crackles with searing spectral
