Bathory

Fifteen years have passed
Every day the woods have cried
The words of vengeance and revenge
The Gods have watched him day and night
By the Northern stars bring light
Growing stronger.Coming nearer
Upon a stees as white as snow
He is riding through this land of no return
His hair blowing in the wind
A sword in his hand.And his eyes they burn
Guide me,my Ravens.Find the way
Through the woods and snow
Let your eyes be mine seeking
For the valley of death
Come this far I am willing
To face the twin-headed beast`s breath
Let your wings be my heart
In the air,black as the night
I have steel at side.Powers of thunder
The Gods with me ride
I trust on my Ravens,watching from above
Black as night swift as lighting
Ang graceful as the doves
I trust on my stallion.Born by the wind
Taking me through the valley
Where this world ends and the shadows begins
I trust on my Sword.Forget in fire and ice
Its sharp blade shall be baptised in blood
As I take the Beast`s life
Cry,old crow,cry...
Come out of darkness,you best of Hel,face me