To resurrect his land
With power of the damned
The Path of the Dead so wicked ...
He never will retreat!
King returns in time of need
In time of hate and deceit
The Legend and the Mystery
The eyes of Dead now lit!!
Here comes the King the chosen one
Born in the North prodigal son
He will rise and he will slay
He'll return, kingdom regained!
The undead traitors fight again
All resistance is in vain
The Stone of Elves is leading them
They must fulfill time of oath
And break the chains of bloody curse
They have waited thousand years ...
Here comes the King the chosen one
Born in the North prodigal son
He will rise and he will slay
He'll return, kingdom regained!
