(©Sorg 2000)</p>

Our burden is great<br>
Hopes of mankind been carried away<br>
Hope is in truly tiny,<br>
like snow on a damp summers day</p>

Behold the Hoarwell<br>
The river of the troll falls,<br>
of the northern moors</p>

For beyond the trollshaws<br>
The darkness arises<br>
On icy fellwinds<br>
On a damp summers day</p>

The prince of the nine is abroad<br>
The Witchking, the warden of the north</p>

Here lies our perilous path<br>
In veils of destiny...entwined</p>

At dawn, through the realms of ice we walk<br>
Like thieves at nightstalk<br>
Into the dragons Den, the iron fortress<br>
To complete our perilous quest</p>

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