Lyrics to E Sword

the sword - lords
ight hear the horns, pounding hooves visions of cities aflame wailing cries, dawn of doom die by th e sword or in chains men kneel in temples of madness false prophets spread discord and fear darkness desce

the sword - the black river
great peril awaits us beyond the black river summoned by the beating of drums our number is few, our errand is dire we do what must be done at the bidding of the high priest tribes gather for war evi e sword

the sword - freya
a sword of fire and an axe of cold vision of the sibyl has foretold armies gather on the battle-plain all will fall and earth with die in flame here on the battle-plain we will die in vain in falcon e sword

the sword - lords
ight hear the horns, pounding hooves visions of cities aflame wailing cries, dawn of doom die by th e sword or in chains men kneel in temples of madness false prophets spread discord and fear darkness desce

the sword - the black river
great peril awaits us beyond the black river summoned by the beating of drums our number is few, our errand is dire we do what must be done at the bidding of the high priest tribes gather for war evi e sword

the sword - barael's blade
forged by the crow-mage from shards of darkness honed by the half-breed to vorpal sharpness behold! the bastard's blade bane of the demon lord slayer of the spider priest spiller of the silver bloo e sword

the sword - fire lances of the ancient hyperzephyrians
we've crossed the burning wasteland sought out forgotten tombs within the shattered planet beneath a broken moon we live amongst the ruins where cities once did rise from graves of fallen nations wat e sword

the sword - how heavy this axe
so many men have fallen so many more must die cut down like wheat beneath a scythe and though our limbs maybe weary of ripping, slashing, cleaving blows we face an endless host of foes how heavy thi e sword

the sword - iron swan
iron ships on seas of blood black winds fill their silver sails iron swan rises high above in crimson twilight through the earthly veil legions of vermin surround me malefic taint in their eyes madne e sword

the sword - lament for the aurochs
laboring in the liquid light of leviathan spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the saurians rising from the void through the blackness of eternal night colossus of the deep comes crashing down w e sword

the sword - the frost giant's daughter
waiting for dawn on the snow covered tundra your foe's lying dead at your feet look to the sky for a good star to guide you pray that the morning you'll meet tresses of fire, skin white as snow promi e sword

the sword - the horned goddess
she sits astride mountains tall and wide serpent of earth writhes between glacial thighs holy nectar flowing from celestial teat lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast bounty of the godde e sword

the sword - to take the black
cast out from the lands of their births banished from hearth and home all brothers must swear the oath forsaking all they've ever known if you choose to take the black bid farewell to comforts great e sword

the sword - under the boughs
taken away from under the boughs far from the sheltering glens imprisoned by wizards to sing for a serpent in the guise of a man they come with teeth and tusks and talons they come with horns and hoo e sword

the sword - winter's wolves
can't you see what you have wrought here? bloody battles will be fought here may the mountains rise against you may the forests block your path may your axes chip and shatter and know it is my wrath e sword

the sword - barael's blade
forged by the crow-mage from shards of darkness honed by the half-breed to vorpal sharpness behold! the bastard's blade bane of the demon lord slayer of the spider priest spiller of the silver bloo e sword

the sword - fire lances of the ancient hyperzephyrians
we've crossed the burning wasteland sought out forgotten tombs within the shattered planet beneath a broken moon we live amongst the ruins where cities once did rise from graves of fallen nations wat e sword

the sword - how heavy this axe
so many men have fallen so many more must die cut down like wheat beneath a scythe and though our limbs maybe weary of ripping, slashing, cleaving blows we face an endless host of foes how heavy thi e sword

the sword - iron swan
iron ships on seas of blood black winds fill their silver sails iron swan rises high above in crimson twilight through the earthly veil legions of vermin surround me malefic taint in their eyes madne e sword