Return To NOD

Serve the shadows mountain peaks under the glass mirrored skies Sing the psalms of the wailing winds, the entrance seer will provide Stars reveal the tattered map, a land cursed of time So speaks the words of our challenger seeking the ultimate prize (chorus) Speaking the words of the sorcerers tongue No one can stop what's already begun Follow the footsteps and unlock the door The giant you face has awakened fear is invoked by your trembling hands, the foe is deadly and wise A sight that's filled the eyes of mighty men, the very cost of their lives Take the aim of the shimmering blade, the vulnerable spot is precise Swift is the hand of the waking beast, crown of two worlds is the prize (chorus) Blood will spill on the warrior's feet, casting the enemy aside Exalting the hero for evermore, steps to the throne of eyes Serve the shadows mountain peaks under the glass mirrored skies Sing the psalms of the wailing winds, the entrance seer will provide --- Return to Nod - High on Fire