"My one, my heart's chosen, now lay buried among all of the people I have truly cared for. While with grief and hatred I honoured my love with a moment's peace, before I called on my horse to ride and seek the evil one. I rode in rage for what felt like a day, when I across a pack of fleeing orcs. As I dismounted my and set my feet in the rainy mud they came raging for me, wielding axes in the air. I the two largest of the orcs, but the smallest, in fear of my raging sword, me of where to seek the Evil One. As my failed predecessor I would find my foe on the mountain, a throne of bones. My goal was now clear, and the Dark Lord would soon suffer my fate..."
I stand before my nemesis Burning hatred's flowing my veins I raise my sword in a greeting With fury my sounds
Spawn of darkness die by my hand, my sword red You suffer my beloved's fate Die now bastard you destroyed all that I lived for You shall suffer like my people
What is now for me? My foe lie slain before my I see dark flee But still the rage my heart
It feels I'm on fire Blazing hate has now my mind Still I'm for a foe The hordes has broken their In chaos retreating I'm gonna them down one by one
The lastremains of the once so mighty Now lie bleeding in the I throw my, I my hands up in the air And howl for the pain I to bear
What is now for me? I see the horde lie before me The of victory's so bitter-sweet My rage turns into sorrow in my
The fury so hot has me Blazing is scattered in the wind Now I'm searching for the Cold I set my mind One remains
I shall seek them out to slay I the spiritworld A land not by mortal men From where the Gods our lives Now it end
Towards the I have to go To make this last forevermore And, ha, now I'm almost as mad as I see a thousand of light...