Horns in the black hill, in the open field in greed for kill.

Lie in the shadows, rise in the ruins.
Burning the earth, bleeding the sword.
Smile in the goats, story in the spreading.
Burying the heros, leaving the sand.

Sun falls from grace, no war for final sigh.
As wolf funs(in the forest)
As eagle flies(in the sky)

Hearing warrior cry, seeing human die.
every sound ended at this time.
feeling northern pride, from the earth to sky.
you're died you're massacred.

wait for ancient kingdom, onece conquer!!!
doom for bless