Songtext von The Enchanted Dark

The Enchanted Dark Fardrum is struck once more Chaotic solace spreads across the scape Green hill tops turn to vast wasteland Stench of evil menace thickens the air From rot of the rat To Decay of the man The darkness consumes all life Coating over the Plains of Fardrum The weak succumb to the death The strong buckle to their knees Under the enchanted dark Life no longer exists Hunters grip your blades Sharpened eyes match sharpened arms Sunken valleys of hope's illusion Fore the unknown bane roams Greedy paws of Satan claim these fields The bane of a dark Lord Desolate lands, lit no more The barrens, ruled once again By yours truly, Lord Kurne