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Of Fire and Swords
02:06
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The Sacrament of Black
03:59
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From the forest of old,I emerge ‘neath the cover of fog
Silent as the grave - closer I creep
For a soul to claim - while the kingdom sleeps.
The hand of death,Summoned by the sacrament of black
Thieve life of breath
Once invoked there is no turning back.
I am death incarnate
To the lore of the guild I am sworn
With blade of woe I firmly grasp
For this breath will be their last.
The hand of death
Summoned by the sacrament of black
Thieve life of breath
Once invoked there is no turning back.
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Journey down the emerald way
To the fortress of our dest'ny
Fraught with peril is the crusade
Down the rivers of our nightmare
Weeks has taken us this voyage
Endless hunger through night and fog
Shall we have the strength in the end?
When we face our mortal en'mies!
Row On! Backs Braced! No Rest! Until Victory!
One hundred nights have passed
Morale reached the breaking point
Ruins rise from the ground
Monuments of former glory.
Half of our men have died
Yet on enemy soil we stand
Rallying cry inside the walls
Haughty lords saw not this fate!
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Glorious walls of the Heidelberch
A forest of mystery enshrined!
Here she dwelt, diety of dignity & grace
Wisdom she doth impart through the realm!
A noble youth, hearing of her power
Sought her out to learn his destiny!
Though of great courage, before her he stood trembling
B eauty and strength so entrancing, barely could he speak
Great Prophetess! I desire to know my fate!
His hands into hers she took, her eyes pierce his soul:
"I know not what this means, the gods have confounded me"
Hearts are no longer free, their fates by love now entwined!
Glorious walls of the Heidelberch
A forest of mystery enshrined!
Here she dwelt, diety of dignity & grace
Wisdom she doth impart through the realm!
A noble youth, hearing of her power
Sought her out to learn his destiny!
Wilt thou, come to my tower? Nay, Wotan sees all!
In secret, we shall meet, in the grove of the goddess Herthe
The hour drew near, the lovers in fear
The spring was clear, the skies austere
Her eyes grew wide, punishment broadsides
The wolf red-eyed, tears apart her insides
The youth in rage, charges in rampage
Impales Wotan's watchdog, screams into red fog
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