Nations are falling
To the black winds of war
Half of the world
Now lies under the sword
They are the armies of chaos and death
Vultures and wolves
We wave the banner of hope in the night
Atop castle brass
When the runestaff calls I ride
To the end of space and time
I am hawkmoon duke of klon
When they hear my name they’ll know
By the black jewel in my skull
And the mad gods amulet
By the broken gates of londra
And the fall of granbretan
The castle had shifted
To an alternate realm
The baron of wolves
Has sworn revenge
Ripping a hole in the fabric of time
To steal my true love
I will not rest till the empire falls
To save yisselda
I call on the magic
For the empire’s fall
I summon the undead legion
The sword of the dawn
When the runestaff calls I ride
To the end of space and time
I am hawkmoon duke of klon
When they hear my name they’ll know
By the black jewel in my skull
And the mad gods amulet
By the broken gates of londra
And the fall of granbretan
