The crown is worn by a sullen son
Today is the day, time has come
Hearing black mists you spray
Will you know victory today?
Breaking ground, taking the head of the hound
Let's cut the head off this
In time the swords are drawn
This is the sand that you can’t stop
Arrows away
Night blocks out day
Arrows away
Night blocks out day
The crown is worn by a sullen son
Today is the day, time has come