Warrior Of Justice

Among the high rocks of the north
There is the sword where power lies
Along the path that leads you forth
You hear the ghosts that wail and cry
The shadows fall upon the day
The scream is heard throughout the night
The hard and unforgiving way
But men must leave their home and fight.

No man has ever lifted stones
That hide the magic justice sword
The world is living in the moans
Of those who are scared to say a word
Against the wicked and the vile
Who keep their treasures in their piles
And leaving the bloody trail of horror
Behind themselves they leave just sorrow.

Among the high rocks of the north
There is the sword where power lies
Along the path that leads you forth
You hear the ghosts that wail and cry
The shadows fall upon the day
The scream is heard throughout the night
The hard and unforgiving way
But men must leave their home and fight.

A man must go and find the truth
And have the bravery to see
The shining power of the justice
Without his will we'll never be.

The battle of the cursed and damned
Will ravage land with force and rage
The freedom with a sword in hand
Will free the tortured from the cage.

Revenge is coming soon and blood will be shed
The magic sword of justice will be held in his hand
His eyes must look into the darkness
His feet must walk through mud and snow
The feeling of revenge must stoke desire
Of killing the wicked off the face of the earth
The haunting spirits of ancient fathers will guide his hand
The burning fire of justice he will bring back to his land.