"My one, my heart's chosen, now lay buried among all of the people I have cared for. While insane with grief and hatred I honoured my lost love a moment's peace, before I called on my horse to ride and seek the evil one. I rode in rage for what like a day, when I came across a pack of fleeing orcs. As I my horse and set my feet in the rainy mud came raging for me, wielding their axes in the air. I the two largest of the orcs, but the smallest, in fear of my raging sword, told me of 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 flowing through my veins I raise my sword in a silent With fury my sounds
Spawn of darkness die by my hand, my sword red You suffer my beloved's fate Die now bastard you have destroyed all that I for You suffer like my people have
What is now for me? My foe lie before my feet I see dark flee But still the rage possesses my
It feels I'm on fire Blazing hate has now my mind Still I'm for a foe The hordes has broken ranks In they're retreating I'm gonna them down one by one
The lastremains of the so mighty horde Now lie bleeding in the I my, I throw my hands up in the air And howl for the pain I to bear
is there now for me? I see the horde lie slain me The of victory's so bitter-sweet My rage turns into sorrow in my
The so hot has left me Blazing is scattered in the wind Now I'm searching for the determination I set my mind One task
I shall seek out to slay them I the spiritworld A not travelled by mortal men From where the control our lives Now it end
Towards the I have to go To make this peace last And, ha, now I'm as mad as them I see a points of light...