Celtic Kings

Feel the wind of the winter skies, take a look on the lands ahead
Could you see it all in flames? (LG Persson - The Storyteller/Beyond The Katakomb)

White snow as long the eye, could ever bare to see
A landscape of the gods (Marcus Sannefjord - Palantir/Starblind)

Rumors tell about a force, bringing endless greed and pain
Getting closer every day (Erik Forsberg)

On the far horizon rises darkness with a flame
Sand of time is running low, will the old times return again (Therese Thomsson - Sadauk)

Bloody times will follow now, as the war has come to stay
Until freedom has prevailed (Kimmo Perämäki - Masquarage/Backhill/Spellwitch)

On a mountain a warrior stands, with a hammer in his iron hands
Thunder and lighting surrounding the power of iron (Joe Liszt - Ancient Empire/Hellhound)

He looks into the distant lands, with burning rage in his staring eyes
Incoming enemies marching to bloody attack (Philip Forsell - Tritillion/Antham)

Fight or die! The warrior screams as he stands before his crowd
The fear is gone in his soldiers, now they're hunting Ceasars crown
March to death! The war is on, now imperial blood will flow
Like rivers down the battlefield, brave stories will be told

[Chorus:]
For the sacred celtic kings
Last defenders of the wild
For the sacred celtic kings
Blood and steel they sacrifice, the warriors must unite
Celtic kings!

Roman troops arrive at last, a legion, many thousand men
Following orders to kill and to kill once again (Franco Tempesta - Naufragant)

Some resist this invasion, with battleaxe and iron sword
Stop in the name of the celtic kings or be dead, this means war (Mikey Steel - Stormburner)

Kneel for the Roman empire, the conquerors of our lands
Kneel for the Roman empire, or die by the iron of hate
Kneel for the Roman empire, the end of the war has begun
Kneel for the Roman empire, revenge!

On a mountain a warrior stands, with a hammer in his iron hands
Thunder and lighting surrounding the power of iron (Georg Peichev - The Outer Limits)

He looks into the distant lands, with burning rage in his staring eyes
Incoming enemies marching to bloody attack (Erik Nordqvist - Candle)

Fight or die! The warrior screams as he stands before his crowd
The fear is gone in his soldiers, now they're hunting Ceasars crown
March to death! The war is on, now imperial blood will flow
Like rivers down the battlefield, brave stories will be told.