Kalgardian Warfare by ASTRA (NO) Lyrics

Heed the call
Sharpen your blade
Strengthen the horde
Feral senses find their way

Strains of blood
Run trough the rotten snow
Axe slits, sword hits
Hammers sorts the rest

No stranger to the cold steel trough berserker flesh
Those who claim to be the true guardians of the
Battle in the shadows of Hardark

Man reduced to weapon
The Olde Gods won't save you
Shattered lungs, Frostbitten tongues
The river flows in rеd

Bashed in skulls, tortured minds
The mutilatеd flesh of the corrupted tribe
Those who serve the greater purpose
Shines trough the blackened ice
Frostbitten conductors of the choir of death

Glory falls
Duty calls
Heights of Hardark seems to conquer all

Legends Rise
We hear battlecries
Slay them all
And the gods will sort the rest

Daughter of the sky
Son of the damned
Take hold of the lesser man
And lead him to his grave

Only the strong survives
Only the weakest flies
Save your prayers for later
Now is the time to die

Distand horns calls
Jaegred Skullhorder reveals himself

Glory falls
Duty calls
Heights of Hardark seems to conquer all
Legends Rise
We hear battlecries
Slay them all
And the gods will sort the rest

Glory falls
Duty calls
Heights of Hardark seems to conquer all

Legends Rise
We hear battlecries
Slay them all
And the gods will sort the rest