enemy And do not trust The guise of a woman old and wise For truly, she is the white bone demon Dance makaku's 'round the fire Warrior drum, banshee
one has placed his hands on the earth His minions, no mercy, no quarter today The dreams of the men were shattered and drawn With death in the valleys and fire
underworld's night Archways of dark stone, mad Gothic maze Unholy fortress built on anger and hate Over majestic peaks We hail the fallen kings Great warriors
Zeus: "Make certain that no stone stands That no creature crawls I command you to let lose the last of the Titans" "It's time to strike
the dutty work yet you shove aside Yo me start to burn them turf day and night Rastaman nah nurse no pharecies nor scribes Shouldn't dis the warriors
The place lays phased like a warrior slayed Engraved into the space with his sword still raised Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways Praise relays
the enemy do not trust the guise of a woman old and wise for truly she is the white bone demon Dance makaku's (monkeys) round the fire warrior drums
Let the final chapter of our legend be written! Give the word! Raze Gul-Kothoth to the ground! [The Imperial War-Skalds:] An age of fire, sword and shield
WAR:] The crows will pick your bones clean... Never sweet the kiss of cold steel. THE EXULTATION OF BATTLE... [THE WARRIOR:] Blades aflame with witch-fire
brooding territories south of the Snow Kingdoms... the rugged homelands of the warlike clans which had been recently united into a strong realm by the powerful warrior
bind me. So I say, the spell has begun! [Tea (Courtly Witch):] "The darkness is starting and control is done..." [Cairn Warrior:] Stones of power inside this sphere are stark stones
WILL FOREVER BE THE ILLEST LYRICALLY!!! I procured a small piece of the treasure Collections from a former era datin' back to forever The warrior became
begins my reign of man Cower before me [x2] Born in fire, rise from these ashes Serpent god eternal, power flows through me Reign in fire, haven to the
of thugs that keep it wild hot I hate you, say to pray to a heavenly father It's fatal, like a natal military armada We hotter, warriors from Atlantis
keep it wild hot I hate you, say a prayer to a heavenly father it's fatal, like a natal military armada we hotter, warriors from Atlantis couldn't overstand
lightning and the thunder, the next world wonder We hotter than the summer and bold enough to smoulder you We the Road Warriors, the Road Warriors We