Paroles de The Dark One

Stalking through the utter dark Evil eyes glow in the distance Prepared for a battle in rage The end for the cruel adventurer Blow to side - strike through eye A battle-axe wields to charge And separates head from body Darkest blood flowing free My eyes are filled with pleasure Blow to side - strike through eye A hunt for an ancient treasure No herbs to restore his life To die by an orchish arrow Victorious the olog-hai Slow you'll die - the dark one smiles