1. SWORDS OF DOOM

We're the ones
We're the ones
The chosen to wield the swords of doom
We've got to fight to free from the curse
That made us the bringers
Of scorn and war

[Bridge:]
"In countless battles I'll have to fight
'Till my sacred blade will shine bright
This holy sword will guide my heart
And only death can do us apart".

"Fight, my warrior,fight
Show the gods your might".

[Chorus:]
Swords of Doom.


2. SACRED METAL

I'm coming on the wind
To tell the story on two men
In the hands of a foreign king
They have been forced to sing
For a foreign God...

Listen to the wind, it tells the story
Of these men who fought,
Chosen by the fate to bring
The signs of their king high
Searching for new places to fight

In the name of glory,
They've been waiting for a long time
To wield their swords of doom
The gods have chosen them
To show the greatness of their faith
Tied, tortured and beaten
Chosen to be proved or killed
But even in those days,
They're not afraid to die because of
Sacred Metal our made our swords


3. FOREDOOMED

(Instrumental)


4. WARBRINGERS

Blasphemous chants against the gods
Threw us in the abyss of a curse
1000 thousand days of war and scorn
Will make us repent to be born
No hope to flee from this jail
But we can't die we shall not fail
Our fate is written swords and shield
Born to die on the battlefield

[Chorus:]
The curse has been cast
No place to hide or flee
We were named warbringers.

Now I remember ungraceful days
Taken as prisoners by the enemies
Under the fortress walls we will march
Our banners high again!
"...Then we took refuge in the woods
With strange visions in our minds
A great plan covered by enemies' heads
Until that moment I can't be dead."


5. ON THE MARCH

A procession of soldiers march
Through the woods
Vegeance is waiting to become true
The enemy's castle is there on the hill
A monument to our victory
Through time will stand still
On the march!

Death is awaiting
Our final day is come
Praying the gods we are ready to die
Make them hear our loud battle cry

Battle is raging dead bodies everywhere
Boiling oil and arrows
Tear down the castle walls
Five days under siege before our triumph
Now another battle awaits
Another march for life