LYRIC
A Northern mourns the world of men
Gonna drive them into exile
Or never let them breathe again [Chorus] On that night under the raging Northern sky
The seeds of legend lie
Swollen almost to a man
The War of Kings began [Verse 2] In a land thrown into darkness
An army would arise
The heathens died laughing
At the kings bent his bone high [Chorus] On that night under the raging Northern sky
The seeds of legend lie
Swollen almost to a man
The War of Kings began [Chorus] On that night under the raging Northern sky
The seeds of legend lie
Swollen almost to a man
The War of Kings began
The War of Kings began
The War of Kings began
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