Cast into this role by place of birth
We build your mighty towers here that plague the earth
Fought our battles once with steel in hand
Broken people now we await his command
Distant sign warns of the evil that will come
Time draws near to die at the hand of the
Tormentor, deliver us from this wretched land
Tormentor, protect us with your mighty hand
Mighty oars that pound the frozen waves
Hooves that break the earth and soon will mark your graves
A thousand warriors that march as one
Death the price you pay here for what you’ve done
Distant sign warns of the evil that will come
Time draws near to die at the hand of the
Tormentor, deliver us from this wretched land
Tormentor, protect us with your mighty hand
Long forgotten race that rules no more
Wiped out from the earth by the hammer of war
Given life no more to dominate
Free to live as one we now control your fate
Distant sign warns of the evil that they fear
Time is here, they died at the hand of the
Tormentor, deliver us from this wretched land
Tormentor, protect us with your mighty hand