The Lion of the Damned

Holy Odin is calling out for Thror
While you are clinging to high hopes
Here beside the lonely scarlet coast
You’ll be hanging from a rope
You will have no quarter
You chose the path where no one goes

Hear me now snow will hold back and guide your way
Into Moria they scare from far away
The devil he mocks your every step
A bloody chill embodies
You’ll be the lion of the damned
You’ll be the lion of the damned
You’ll be the lion of the damned

Fear me now for the dogs of doom make way
With steel armour walking side by side with death
A fools hope this silly message
Over my dead body
You’ll be the lion of the damned
You’ll be the lion of the damned
You’ll be the lion of the damned