Songtext von The Great Horn

From my infinite journey I, at last, return To my native lands, of the ancient gods of old Under a boulder I found the legendary great horn The moment is here to fight for the harp of gold. Warriors From all of the nation come to answer the call Warriors The moment of truth is here, the nation calls. Its magical power I will release onto the land And summon the army at my father's command. Foes as black as bog oak and brown as wet sand The nation arises once again, a proud last stand. Warriors From all of the nation come to answer the call Warriors The moment of truth is here, the nation calls. And what I thought was destined to remain a memory Before my eyes became splendid truth All the heroes of the tales of old are now gathered By the sound of the Great Horn.