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the sword she was holding Which flashed irridescent before his eyes Excalibur surely was hardly a match For a sword that simple description defies The boatman stood transfixed by
by side they fight against the beasts Side by side a fight over life and death Screams run through the dark, cold night Blood splashed swords splatter
[L: Parcharidis / M: Tammen, Wolf, Zaios] Into the arena they were sent to fight Some used spears, swords or might While the spectators roared A combat
When the wolfs howl in sorrow And the sun is as pale as snow When darkness sweeps the land And the seas have turned to blood We shall once more come forth
was born to die Hear me while I live as I look into your eyes, none shall hear a lie Power and dominion are taken by the will by divine right hail and
one We are united as one By oaths once sworn - by blood The powers of darkness are unleashed Fire of Surt engulfes the world Fenrir unbound... Midgard drowned by
There once was a blue-gray wolf Whom destiny ordained warrior king of the world Born to the saddle- blacksmith- tyrant to be In the great valley of Gurvan
see me by sword of fire that can never fail i conjure thee by ravens wings and serpents venom bestow your gifts upon me by eye of wolf and dragons
upon unearthly white No wolf shall keep his secrets, no bird shall dance the skyline And I am left with nothing but an oath that gleams like a sword
fire is set free The sun is on its final chase And soon the world will cease to be Across the western sky he runs A wolf so grim and mean Devours the
Rusty spears and blades Cries ring out, loud and harsh From cracked and broken horns Long forgotten battle cries In strange and foreign tongues Spear and sword
years of thirst Macabre trophies from my prey Picked clean of flesh by Odin's birds I am a wolf in human shape I am a predator with flaming rage I'm a wolf
them still want That's why all now them a feel, done know them hungry This is them meal, run go touch Emmanuel Well, I hope you shall go pleased Well, partial wolf
] you will end your war upon my sword [indian] "and voices in the sky shall cause the soul to die" [roman] we'll break away by my command [barbarian
cold steel. THE EXULTATION OF BATTLE... THE WARRIOR: Bright swords blessed by nine king's blood, The elf-witch weaves war-spells upon us, Neath the wolf
the moon, And brooding silence reigns over the woods. My storm-forged sword (stained with the blood of a thousand slain foes), Ensorcelled by eon-veiled
