A dark cloud descends on our domain
The storm of dread, the wielder of pain
Pounded by the iron rain up high
Now an onslaught of terror is nigh
A war has begun
The war must be won
Fortress so tall to oppress her
Lord of enforcement, aggressor
Founding a war that will run
For a thousand years to come
Born to rule with an iron hand
Waging fire throughout the land
Work the machine, blood, swear and tears
This war will run for a thousand years
Baron ways bring barren lands
Feuding for power, blood on their hands
Overlords with ambition deranged
Ruthless rule, a kingdom up in flames
1 | When Our England Died |
2 | Ours Is The Kingdom |
3 | Fire From The Sky |
4 | Wudugast |
5 | The Golden Dragon |
6 | Into The Forever |
7 | Fifeldor |
8 | Engla Tocyme |
9 | The Paths Of Yesterdays |
10 | The Shield-Wall |