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