Paroles de Sword Of Crom

Quenched in a mound of snow Double edged slayer of steel Brazen skulls of sacred Elks Horned cross guards, leather wrapped hilt Metal masters Ancient bladesmiths Stole the secrets Giants beheld Realms of legend Where the ice dwells There was crafted Mighty father's sword Oh, Suffer no guilt, Ye who wield this in the name of Crom! Gleaming kingdoms he commands Roaring lions on his banners Savage pleasures, burning pain But always there remained the discipline of steel! Gladiator, Seaside raider Mercenary, thief and killer Sworn to tread Hyborian empires Under the heels Of his sandaled feet Oh, Suffer no guilt, Ye who wield this in the name of Crom! Kneel to the sword of Crom! Oh, Suffer no guilt, Ye who wield this in the name of Crom! Suffer no guilt, he who wields thee In the name of Crom!