Текст песни The Cold Sword - Eternal Champion

The Cold Sword

«The hilt of the sword and the hand are as one.»\nThe chalice screams, and demands of me what I loathe\n«The blade of the sword has the blood of the Sun.»\nPawn of Fate, your glory and doom are one\nA maddened king will lead his men to ruin, the warriors of silver are caught.\nFor their queen, they’ll battle, but they’ve no hope from The Black Sword\nAlways a price, always a burden. The balance right, the chalice now full.\nMany names, Fate’s Soldier, I will find Tanelorn!\n«The hilt of the sword and the hand are as one.»\nThe chalice screams, and demands of me what I loathe\n«The blade of the sword has the blood of the Sun.»\nPawn of Fate, your glory and doom are one\nFrom the fallen Moon they will ride. Under the blade the queen she will die\nFrom the Scarlet Fjord they will ride. Under the blade the queen she will die\nThe fief of the sword is your life