Paroles de Hand Of Iron, Fist Of Steel

Footprints cross the frozen wastes His violence won't hesitate Release the hounds upon his trail First to resist, the last to fall The sole survivor of a war Of clashing steel and flowing blood Hand of Iron, the Fist of Steel In the fire of sword and flame His power's frightening to behold The dead arise, his army grows All hail the new dead man's king In formation, silent and precise Inspects his troops beneath the light Of rotting eyes of friend and foe Hand of Iron, the Fist of Steel Hand of Iron and the Fist of Steel Hand of Iron, the Fist of Steel In the fire of sword and flame Hand of Iron, the Fist of Steel Hand of Iron and the Fist of Steel