The Hill Of A Thousand Souls

Lonely wanderings in forests so proud

In search of, where you burned

Paths long forgotten, to the hill

Hidden from all, of the burning souls

Dead by the flames of inquisition

In the name of god

Sad I think of you who were murdered

For all the lies

Here is my soul

I lay it down to you

For all you died for

I will strike again

I lift my sword

Can't you hear the thunder

I raise my banner

We are riding on

Your unholy voices deep from the earth

Fullfill my soul with icewinds so cold

Blackest knowledge deep in my mind

Your evil cult will never die

Dark are the paths I walk for you

But also dark are the mighty shadows

Around the horned throne