Cromlech - Lair of Doom

Lair of Doom


Men at arms
I stand before you this final day
my life in the balance
three norns decide my fate
the doom of battle
may bear your lord away
i trust in my shield
my sword shall never stray

under grey stone
let loose a mighty odin's hail

into the lair of doom
reclaim forefather's heirlooms

a coiling ruinous form
insane with gold lust
ancient bane of my race
venemous thief
the strike comes hard and fast
smoke obscures the fray
terror instilled in all hearts
as battle unfolds

under grey stone
let loose a mighty odin's hail

into the lair of doom
reclaim forefather's heirlooms

king beowulf strikes the first blow
battle-fire billows and spews
his sword crumples under his might

the hearts of men turn to ash
but in one the valour still swells
wiglaf lends arms to the king

king beowulfs final attack
naegling shatters on the beasts skull
enraged, boiling frenzy
serpent bite to the neck

Cruel poison, rank ichor flows free
The Hope of the Danes nigh falls faint
Yet still his eyes will not dim!

(solo)

All breath stands bated at once
Ecgtheow's Son lies prostrate
His kinsman rises to the task

Wiglaf and King stand as one
driving their steel through the scales
the obscene beast breathes his last

terror slain
the gods demand the price be paid
the blood of the king
mingles with ashes of blackened earth
wiglaf the last of his line
unquenchable destiny flows through his veins
fated to triumph
fated to rule
fated to reign!