Lyrics:
From a land of frozen heartsThe messenger arrivedTo tell them tears had turned to steelAnd all the dreams had turned to dustThen came the drums of thunderWith pain and despairAnd after it all was overSomething remainedThe name of the game is warThe wrath of a warchildThe anger inside keeps calling theeThe wrath of a warchildThe lord of the dark will set you freeDeep in the shadows of the nightThe forces will hide outUntil it's time to lose controlOf the burning flame insideSwords made of glowing metalStriking the crossAt the throne of an evil nationNothing is lost