As a path upon the hill, as a complete stranger
I was traveling the line of a deadly danger
What the sword can not be, that's what makes me stronger
I'm embracing the desires of the throne of fire
Blackened barren desert land where I stumble over
The forgotten ancient Gods soon will be awakened
May be healed my disease and the soul goes higher
By my armor and the crest, for the throne of fire
When begins the feast of crows and the sky's like black lead
Obscure creatures crawlin' out from the depths of the earth
Strongly I will hold the hilt dying for the shire
So I finally will die on the throne of fire