Naked Steel The Warrior S Saga lyrics

Legends etched into the ancient stone dolmens on the Dark Moors...
THE ORACLE OF WAR:
The crows will pick your bones clean...
Never sweet the kiss of cold steel.
THE EXULTATION OF BATTLE...
THE WARRIOR:
Bright swords blessed by nine king`s blood,
The elf-witch weaves war-spells upon us,
Neath the wolf-moon`s gaze we shall slake our steel!
THE WARRIOR: Battle Magic empowers my thews!
THE ORACLE OF WAR: The crows will pick your bones clean...
THE WARRIOR: Red-Tooth thirsts to smite and slaughter!
THE ORACLE OF WAR: Never sweet the kiss of cold steel...
THE SHAMAN`S DECREE:
Three stars aligned to assauge thine newborn cries,
Foretold, the hilt of Red-Tooth awaits thine hand
(kingdoms shall fall before thee!),
And in the Nine Scrolls thine death prophesized.
THE WARRIOR:
The clarion of battle beckons me...
Red-Tooth crackles with searing spectral energy.
Aye, emperors and kings shall perish beneath my blade!
The head of the Eastern Chieftan adorns my spear...
I`ve a throne to usurp! Into the thick of the fray!
THE SHAMAN`S DECREE:
This heart that pounds like a hammer,
This heart that pounds so strong,
This heart that pumps a great warrior`s blood,
This heart will pound for half as long.
THE WARRIOR`S VOW:
By all the gods...
I swear the ireful edge of dwarf-forged steel
shall meet all who dare stand against me!
My destiny awaits...
I shall carve my path in carnage, and inscribe my saga
upon the scrolls of legendry in the spilled blood of slaughtered kings!
THE ORACLE OF WAR:
Carnage! And the crows shall feast upon the eyes of the slain!
The final dolmen of the Dark Moors is mysteriously missing,
believed removed thousands of years ago by troll war-bands
as a trophy of battle...