Forever trapped, Who will be the mold ? A new rule, a new age, for this Land of cold Sorrow and pain, give me the rage Sorrow and pain, to break out of my cage A young man descendant of Lond Is my bringer of hope "The shell so desired at last..." After so many milleniums, my name again will be Listen well children of the frost, to my unholy stoy... In my icy stronghold I sat Gazing at dark trophies of mortal defeats Encased in pure crystal snow Striving for the eternal return of the Ice Age The tale of how I fell would be too long to tell But one day came a spirit from beyond With a quest divine, an entity called Lond... With priests of the North, wizards ans swordsmen all bold Lond led these mortals where frosen death abode On a dismal night of tragedy they stood before my gate Stepping into the hearth of foulness toward their fate They came with Fire and Faith To bring me down The one reason to their hate Me the Suzerain of Cold... Their legions decimated, standing tall the Holy Land Sorcery and steel unmade me, a final spell was cast Trapped in a dimension, between the cosmos and the past Alone with my loneliness, Behold my angry song [Servant Spirit:] "An Epic tale, a prophecy The circle now is done Our King at last shall be set free When converge moon and stars Beware oh you mortals For vengeance and penance shall be ours..." Beware oh you mortals For vengeance and penance shall be mine...
Forever trapped, Who will be the mold ? A new rule, a new age, for this Land of cold Sorrow and pain, give me the rage Sorrow and pain, to break out of my cage A young man descendant of Lond Is my bringer of hope "The shell so desired at last..." After so many milleniums, my name again will be Listen well children of the frost, to my unholy stoy... In my icy stronghold I sat Gazing at dark trophies of mortal defeats Encased in pure crystal snow Striving for the eternal return of the Ice Age The tale of how I fell would be too long to tell But one day came a spirit from beyond With a quest divine, an entity called Lond... With priests of the North, wizards ans swordsmen all bold Lond led these mortals where frosen death abode On a dismal night of tragedy they stood before my gate Stepping into the hearth of foulness toward their fate They came with Fire and Faith To bring me down The one reason to their hate Me the Suzerain of Cold... Their legions decimated, standing tall the Holy Land Sorcery and steel unmade me, a final spell was cast Trapped in a dimension, between the cosmos and the past Alone with my loneliness, Behold my angry song [Servant Spirit:] "An Epic tale, a prophecy The circle now is done Our King at last shall be set free When converge moon and stars Beware oh you mortals For vengeance and penance shall be ours..." Beware oh you mortals For vengeance and penance shall be mine...
