A Mighty Horde
When I raised my snout towards the eternal sky
I heard a sound I can never forget
A mighty horde at the edge of the forest
Few could even dream this sight
I took my spear, I lifted my horn
From the lips of the horn came a mighty call
The horde listnened, marching forward
They gave me their lives, the tribe of the mountain
A gift from the spirit of the ancient mountain
A forgotten pact
Now they are dragged forth on gnarled legs
Forward! Forward! Forward!
Blod runs like a river
Over the land and the streams
A betrayal now sensed by the wise ones
Few ears listened then
A gift from the spirit of the ancient mountain
A forgotten pact
Now distant lands are closer
Forward! Forward! Forward!
For years they have wandered
The path of war
Blood from the west and gold from the east
Then a bog where the moon played
Became the end of victory and a bitter betrayal
She waded in the mud of ancient times
Torn her hair with snake venom
Drained souls and the courage of armies
It has been her abyss for a thousand years
A gift from the spirit of the ancient mountain
A forgotten pact
Now they are dragged forth on gnarled legs
Forward! Forward! Forward!
Blod runs like a river
Over the land and the streams
A betrayal now sensed by the wise ones
Few ears listened then
A gift from the spirit of the ancient mountain
A forgotten pact
Now distant lands are closer
Forward! Forward! Forward!