The End of Quest
Within the howling wind
Ancient beasts in dark arise
A sombre song they sing
A snowstorm awakes in dusk
It weaves a melody
Of cold and death, of landscape stark
It graves the heart in me
The snow still white - innocent child
Despite, the blood will spill
Stay humble for a while...
A sense a presence in the wind
The ancient powers yet enraged
To ruin me they still desire
I bare my darkened edge
Hear the call, nocturnal fire!
The bleeding sun is starving down
Twilight grips the realm
I claim the end for my wander
Today I'll fight for my belief
Northern storms, I call your anger
Southern sun, I call your warmth
Carried to the heart of winter
Among the snow I end my war
I evoke you, wintry shadows
Let our blades gleam in dark
Red blood rushes in our veins
All together we ride
The night is slowly creeping
It brings the breath of death
I'll rapture your endless hunger
Tonight I end my quest
... So it starts, we clash in battle
I feed my sword by souls and blood
With death itself, the black grim reaper
We carve with fury the deadly dance
The blizzards were unleashed...
They took a mighty prey
The wrath of fire I release
It blazed the trolls away...
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