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King of the Race without a name

galloping hard across the moor

Past great menhirs to hells door

Seeking the witch down Dagons moor

In my mind's eye, I watch my people die

scattered like chaff in the storm I ride

I won't see my world in chains

while my fists can still grip steel

I will go to the worms of the earth

and I'll strike my unholy deal

I won't break and I alone, I will be the Finder Of
The Black 

Stone

For victory I would taint my soul, throw myself in
the demons 

hold

I won't break and I alone, I will be the Finder Of
The Black 

Stone

Finder Of The Black Stone

There were woman down a Dagons Moor

Atla holds the key to hells door

To taste a kiss only a king can give

She will tell me where the black stone is hid

Night fall comes and the deal is sealed

The black stone's power shall be mine to wield

I won't see my world in chains while my fists can
still grip 

steel

I will go to the worms of the earth and I'll
strike my unholy 

deal

My kin won't wear the yoke of Rome, I will be the
Finder Of 

The Black Stone

For vengeance I would taint my soul, throw myself
in the 

demons hold

My kin won't wear the yoke of Rome, I will be the
Finder Of 

The Black Stone

Finder Of The Black Stone

Down in the earth blacker than night

on an altar of human skulls a light

Carved in cryptic runes the stone

before days when demons left men alone

To see the object they worship again

The demons agree to crush the Roman men

I won't see my world in chains while my fists 

can still grip steel

I have gone to the worms of the earth

and I struck my unholy deal

Military leader of the outpost of Rome lays

mindless at my feet alone

Fled his mine from that fouler than beast

On his soul the worms now feast

For vengeance I tained my soul

I gave up humanity to crush my foe

Finder Of The Black Stone