

i sang this song of sorrow
sweatened face and tears
fell to ground

now love it for more
now try to resist
waiting for me in the golden hall!

i see anger and pain, thunder(fire) and rain
try to call for the gods!
the clash of the steel, the sound of my
wishes torned.. sounds like the fire of hell!

we will holy you that time again
when all this sickness has turned to 
a better kind of life

now love it for more
now try to resist
waiting for me in the golden hall!


[bridge]
scars are carved in stone, sorrow locked in steel!


