ravenhearte

borne and rais'd in the realme of the hammer, pagan heartes, poundinge harder than e'er before, flee from the treacherous signe of the crosse, to fynde the pathe of glory, where the elders have walk'd upon. ravenhearte - one ey'd god watche o'er me, leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye, ravenhearte - hail me, i'm the chosen one, woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne, a ravenhearte, the northwynde was leadinge me, the elder wisdome to see, greate voices of war tooke holde of me, and the gods were summoninge me, free'd from the false-hearted claws of the crosse, i seeke the pathe of glory, where the elders were stridinge upon. ravenhearte - one ey'd god watche o'er me, leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye, ravenhearte - hail me, i'm the chosen one, woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne, a ravenhearte, ravenhearte - one ey'd god watche o'er me, leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye, ravenhearte - hail me, i'm the chosen one, woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne, a ravenhearte