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Rise from The Iron Grave
03:16
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The fires burn
The storm of the battle
Crashes down
Crushing you
No one is spared
Flash of the light
Flash of my axe
I see your eyes
Before you die
We ride
With death by our side
Clash of iron
The thunder that never stops
The taste of blood
On horseback we ride
The earth that trembles under our feet
Buried in blood
Buried in fire
Buried in sword
Rise from the iron grave
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He Who Walks After Death
03:22
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I stagger on
Blood on the snow
The beasts howl in the dark
From the forest
She sings
Calling
Calling to me
The witch
The resurrector
Cast thy spell
Give me the strength
To return from death
To return to the battle
To kill
To kill the king
Under
The hunters moon
On the mountain
Of death
Look to the stars
Scatter the bones
Spill the blood
invoke the gods
The fire roars around me
With my axe high
For I am he
Who walks after death
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Darkness hangs and haunts this place
Fragments of the moonlight fade
As I walk
Deeper
The vastness
Never a place so mighty
Every sound like
Thunder
Descend
Through the
Catacombs
Of giants
Colossus skeleton
Armoured ancient
With their weapons they still lay
Waiting for the call of war
With baited breath
I reach in to the
Swirling vortex
Grasping the amulet
Weightless
Engulfed
By the
Void
A surge
Of blinding
Power
From the darkness
Hear the battle horn
My army of war
Ascend
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The Ashes of the Wizard
02:23
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the ashes of the wizard
I carry to the highest peek
to the crypt of the ancients
to forge the shadows blade
to bring you the head of the dragon
to see the fall of the crown
for the king that you serve
is the serpent that you fear
memories....
emerge from my mind
as he laid down his life
within the dragons fire
for the weapon I must forge
for the weapon I must wield
cast these ashes upon
the molten ore
strike with the hammer
speak the ancient spells
summoning
the power of the old ones
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dragging the stone
from the depths of the black caverns
to the burial mound
the formation of the circle
from the darkness
she walks in line
eyes white and fixed
to take her place upon the altar
surrounded by
rising figures dressed in black
silhouetted by the fire
holding high
the 13 blades
of the serpents
fang
constellations
align
conjurer chants
echo from
standing
stones
with the crack of lightning
one by one
the daggers
fall
......
her blood we will drink
from his throne
he screams in agony
wings rip through the flesh
transformation
with the completion
of the ritual
from man
now the serpent takes flight
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