Blade of Iron

I grew up
in war-torn land

my father had taught me
how to fight

his black sword
appeared in my dream

handed down from father to son

Hear the decicion of the damned
with deep voice I declaire
from god to father
from brother to friend
a heart of a wolf is all I bear

Hear the lonesome whisper
through dark wood
the wind I called from the sea
to still my burning flame of rage
cold but warm and satisfied

By the roar of thunder
I gather all my pain
to withdraw strange desire
of death and hate

Hear, who sent me his two ravens
I called a rain of fight
to use my Blade of Iron

Blade of Iron
Blade of Iron

Above the great god hear my calling
saving good destroying evil
and they know that I am brave
and offer them evil blood

And thus the winds are blowing
flashes turn dark night to day
the gods received my calling
I'll bring now death