كلمات The Five Great

Five great mounds holding the sky I fly high through your might All demons forged in the night Rise, and call for a fight On the plains of north, within the passes I wait a chance under a sky of sorrow Through this evil fog, giants Lead the tribes over the yellow forces Souls forged by the weakness and strengths Five great mounds holding the sky I fly high through your might In this haze of war, upon the compass A king emerges preaching a new tomorrow Amazing massive force, burning and Beated down under a rain of fire Been deceived by a magical device Now, believe in me and save your soul escaping from this hell Surviving by no fairy tale My pain is now my truth