اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
On ancient winds
A spell bestowed
To part the seas
And crack the sky
A burning spear
To pierce the shroud
Of malice wrought
Their vengeful spirits cry
By night they ride
On winds of war
A vein of fire
Ignites the sky
The song of fate
Grows louder now
Within our hearts
Their fallen spirits thrive
Within our hearts their fallen spirits thrive
To ride out
On rolling thunder
Bathed in ancient blackened majesty
Sacred spell of retribution
Cast in shadow, torn from the forlorn fabrics of time
A vision of fate
Reflected in the mirror of death
You will know my name
You shall know my name
