The Dark Age

The rise of the conqueror, defying the kings
Haunting their dreams, it's time to conspire!
The Celts ride to war, to battle the Saxons
Three king versus one but his power is growing

Ring-giver to men
Won eternal glory
Of noble descent
All hail the warrior king

They clove the shield, the warriors brave
Nothing could stop them, no foe remains
Hacking and slashing the enemy's face
Bloodiest warfare, a bloodbath displays

Ring-giver to men
Won eternal glory
Of noble descent
All hail the warrior king

He was the victor over his enemies
Proud men of the king showed their loyalty
They hewed battle shields with remnants of hammers
They wrote history, Saxon Victory! ‎