Wolfcross 歌词

Dark is the winter, cold and hard Restless is man, awaiting the end of time Fighting a way forwards Fast and with great ease This battle meant to slay all enemies All for the glory of the day No one, nothing is save But these are wondrous times for the brave We the Chosen ones, the glorious dead Upon the day of battle, Wotan, god To fight all that is not us, for the blood We the Chosen ones, the glorious dead When the wolf kisses the serpent A sinister romance will start And ice turns to fire It will end the world known to us prior When the wolf kisses the serpent There is chaos All out war acted out here on Vigrid As all that matters dies