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Den of the Wolf - text


Born out of war
Left there to die
Too young to question why

When the feral heart calls
Tear down the city walls
And regain the honor

with a kingdom betrayed
In the temple decayed
their hearts are growing stronger
unaware of their fate
the king lying in wait
he won’t be king much longer

We heard the call
We built the wall
Den of the Wolf

Rule without end
Our hearts defend
Den of the Wolf

If you dare to cross the wall
your armies will fall
this I decree

As I raise up my sword
to the legions ignored
and they bend at the knee

with the blood of a king
carry fate on the wing
our walls are growing stronger
the empire expands
with a wave of my hands
the days are growing longer

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