"My beloved one, my heart's chosen, now lay buried all of the people I have cared for. While insane with grief and hatred I honoured my lost love with a peace, before I called on my to ride away and seek the evil one. I rode in rage for what felt a day, when I came across a pack of orcs. As I dismounted my horse and set my feet in the rainy mud they came raging for me, wielding their in the air. I slayed the two of the orcs, but the smallest, in fear of my raging sword, me of where to seek the Evil One. As my failed predecessor I would find my foe on the mountain, a throne of bones. My goal was now clear, and the Dark would soon suffer my beloved's fate..."
Finally I stand before my hatred's flowing through my veins I raise my sword in a greeting With fury my battlecry
of darkness die by my hand, paint my sword red You shall suffer my fate Die now bastard you have destroyed all I lived for You suffer like my people have
What is now for me? My foe lie before my feet I see shadows flee But still the rage my heart
It feels like I'm on hate has now consumed my mind Still I'm for a foe The hordes has their ranks In chaos they're I'm gonna hunt down one by one
The lastremains of the once so mighty Now lie in the soil I throw my, I throw my up in the air And howl for the pain I to bear
What is now for me? I see the lie slain before me The taste of so bitter-sweet My rage turns sorrow in my heart
The so hot has left me Blazing hate is scattered in the Now I'm searching for the Cold I set my mind One task
I shall them out to slay them I seek the A land not by mortal men From where the Gods control our Now it end
Towards the I have to go To this peace last forevermore And, ha, now I'm almost as mad as I see a thousand of light...