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Riddle Of Steel



Upon this field of honor 
Icy crimson death 
Bodies hacked and dismembered 
Shields and armor cleft 
Before me the last Vanir 
No one at my side 
Say your last prayers to Ymir 
T’is your time to die 

[chorus] 
The riddle of steel 
The truth shall be revealed 
Withsword my hand wields 
This day we shall solve the riddle 
You shall feel my steel 

Your brethren in Valhalla 
My name you shall tell 
To some I’m known as Amra 
Many men I’ve felled 
Across all of Hyborea 
Tales of me are told 
T’is Conan of Cimmeria 
Whom shall reap your soul 

[chorus] 
The riddle of steel 
The truth shall be revealed 
With sword my hand wields 
This day we shall solve the riddle 
You shall feel my steel 

The clash of steel does echo 
Through the snow packed waste 
We both unleash our deathblows 
Blood drawn by both blades 
Though wounded I’m the victor 
Blood pours from my head 
I am the one survivor 
On this field of death 

[chorus] 
The riddle of steel 
The truth shall be revealed 
With sword my hand wields 
This day we shall solve the riddle 
You shall feel my steel
Behind The Veil




Here I kneel amongst the dead 
My mind a clouded haze 
Dancing o’er the field of death 
A vixen calls my name 

Behind the veil of gossamer frame ivory white 
Voice like a harp with cruelty in its’ chime 
The northern lights begin to dance the sky’s alive 
Her haunting laugh echoing off the ice 
I’d die just to find what’s behind the veil 

She lures me through the snow-clad peaks 
This wench in gossamer 
My smoldering heart she hopes to reap 
The Frost Giant’s daughter 

She beckons me with body white and golden mane 
To follow her across the icy waste 
She taunts me on, entices me, to violent rage 
My frozen limbs fed fire from the chase 
I’d die just to find what’s behind the veil 
I’d die just to find what’s behind the veil



When Giants Fall


My body aches from the chase 
Nothing about this is sane 
I can’t get over her face 
I’m like a moth to the flame 
I’ve fallen into her trap 
To face her two brothers’ wrath 
Delivered unto their path 
The red haired giants attack 

[chorus] 
Fight thee well amongst the gods 
Death and honor for Valhalla 
Deadly merchant son of Crom 
Hear the thunder of Ymir’s call 
When giants fall 

I run headlong to the fight 
Cleaving with all of my might 
Their axes frosted with ice 
So nearly taking my life 
Atali’s brothers are bold 
They seek to harvest my soul 
Sword singing death to my foe 
I spread their blood on the snow 

[chorus] 
Fight thee well amongst the gods 
Death and honor for Valhalla 
Deadly merchant son of Crom 
Hear the thunder of Ymir’s call 
When the ice giants fall 

I claim the wench as my prize 
Her skin is cold as the ice 
I see now fear in her eyes 
Oh father save me she cries 
The Borealis ablaze 
When she called out Ymir’s name 
Enveloped in icy flame 
She disappears from earth’s face 

[chorus] 
Fight thee well amongst the gods 
Death and honor for Valhalla 
Deadly merchant son of Crom 
Hear the thunder of Ymir’s call 
When the ice giants fall 

When giants fall 
When giants fall 
Lightning strikes, Thor’s hammer 
Thunder roars through the sky 
When giants fall 
Vanaheim’s gates open, light the funeral pyre 
When giants fall 
Demigods hear me well, comes a son of the night 
When giants fall 
I would face any hell just to gaze in her eyes 
When giants fall



The Fall Of Iliam



Comes the thunder – To Iliam’s shore 
Dreams of plunder – The Grecian hordes 
Menelaus – Brings forth his rage 
Upon Paris – And the Trojan race 

[chorus] 
Harken the tale of Aeneas – Last hero of Iliam 
Mortal born son of Venus – Destined to Latium 
Prophecy’s promise of saving – The last of the Trojan line 
Spoiler of ethnic cleansing – Who fathered the Roman Empire 

Comes the lightning – The ten year war 
Heroes fighting – By the score 
Thrice round Troy’s walls – Achilles drew 
The corpse of Hector – Whom in fight he slew 

[chorus 1] 
Harken the tale of Aeneas – Last hero of Iliam 
Mortal born son of Venus – Destined to Latium 
Prophecy’s promise of saving – The last of the Trojan line 
Spoiler of ethnic cleansing – Who fathered the Roman Empire 

Comes the fire – Out of the steed 
Minerva’s nightmare – Of greek deceit 
Priam’s chambers – With blood are splashed 
Trojan towers – Are turned to ash 

[chorus 1] 
Harken the tale of Aeneas – Last hero of Iliam 
Mortal born son of Venus – Destined to Latium 
Prophecy’s promise of saving – The last of the Trojan line 
Spoiler of ethnic cleansing – Who fathered the Roman Empire 

[chorus 2] 
Stealth and destruction have come to Troy’s walls 
Unto Aeneas Hector’s ghost doth call 
Save whom you can and make way to the sea 
Trust in the fates you are Rome’s destiny 

Troy’s last fleet sails – Italia bound 
Aegean storms gale – Ships run aground 
Tempest blow them – Across the Main 
To a new friend – The great Carthage 

[chorus 2] 
Stealth and destruction have come to Troy’s walls 
Unto Aeneas Hector’s ghost doth call 
Save whom you can and make way to the sea 
Trust in the fates you are Rome’s destiny 

Ships of Iliam – Again set sail 
Unto Italia – Trojans prevail 
Venus’ son – Fulfills his fate 
Forefather of – The Roman race 

[chorus 2] 
Stealth and destruction have come to Troy’s walls 
Unto Aeneas Hector’s ghost doth call 
Save whom you can and make way to the sea 
Trust in the fates you are Rome’s destiny



Imperious Rise



Romulus and Remus 
Ancestors to the forefather Aeneas 
Son of mortal man and the goddess Venus 
Raised the Roman clan chosen one to lead us 
To the promised land 

Come before the altar 
Give your praise to the gods and the two brothers 
Through their blood carries the founding father 
Through the archaic songs of death and honor 
The Trojan race lives on 

The winds doth blow 
Romulus ploughs the furrow 
Out of control 
For jest blood of Remus flows 
T’is harvest time 
For festival tribes unite 
The Sabine plight 
The women raped the men die 

Led by the fates 
Seven kings raise the gates 
The Trojan race 
Lives on in Rome today 
The city wall 
To this day still stands tall 
The trumpets call 
In memory Rome’s heroes live on



Rome



Rome – Italia’s shining light 
Rome – Empire of power and might 
Rome – From Egypt to northern Gaul 
Rome – Conquerors of all they saw 

[chorus] 
The fire of Mars have burned 
Temples raised to Jupiter 
The Ides of March have turned 
The course of history 

Rome – Feared and honored state 
Rome – Product of Trojan fate 
Rome – Hear the trumpets call 
Rome – Glorious unto the fall 

[chorus] 
The fire of Mars have burned 
Temples raised to Jupiter 
The Ides of March have turned 
The course of history 

Harken the tale of Aeneas – Last hero of Iliam 
Mortal born son of Venus – Destined to Latium 
Prophecy’s promise of saving – The last of the Trojan line 
Spoiler of ethnic cleansing – Who fathered the Roman Empire 

For all of time – Forget not the Trojan line 
Imperious rise – The birth of Roman fire 
Unto the sky – We raise our swords this night 
Until we die – We praise the gods on high 

Through bardic rhymes – The ancient tales still survive 
Inside my mind – The eagles banners still fly 
On Neptun’s tide – Ghost ships sail on through the night 
Unto the fight – For Jupiter the legions ride 

Troy’s holocaust – Vision Cassandra saw 
Aeneas brought – Rebirth from what was lost 
The legions fought – For Rome and ancient gods 
The tale is taught – Know ye now more or not



Stand Of The Spartans



In the wake of the sea 
Victorious the Athenian fleet 
Stand at Thermopylae 
With King Leonides 

[chorus] 
The Persian horde is come 
Stand of the Spartans 

Oracle’s prophecy 
Sparta’s life for the death of a king 
Between mountain and sea 
Hold defenders of Greece 

[chorus] 
The Persian horde is come 
Stand of the Spartans 

Sparta, Athens and Thebes 
Send their warriors to meet destiny 
Persian blood on the beach 
Only death brings defeat 

[chorus] 
The Persian horde is come 
Stand of the Spartans



Betrayal



The mighty horde of Persia 
Could not break the Greeks 
The three hundred Spartans 
Accept no defeat 

Even the Immortals 
Xerkses’ pride of war 
Die in bloody battle 
By spear and sword 

[chorus] 
Betrayal by one of our own 
Betrayal of gods and the throne 

Anopaia pass found 
From a traitor’s tale 
Immortals doth surround 
The Spartans through betrayal 

Arrows block the sun out 
The three hundred die 
Here courage did abound 
In the gate of fire 

[chorus] 
Betrayal by one of our own 
Betrayal of gods and the throne 
Betrayal by one of our own 
Betrayal of gods and the throne 

Betrayal 
Betrayal 
Betrayal 
Betrayal



Epitaph To The King



The battle-roar is over 
No Spartan left alive 
The fallen king is silent 
His spirit’s taken flight 

Rest in peace my king 
Heroic were your deeds 

He stood his ground with honor 
In spite of certain death 
Three hundred gave for Sparta 
A glorious last breath 

Rest well now my king 
Heroic were your deeds