Europe — War of Kings

I am coming from the edge of madness A Northern mourns the world of men Gonna drive them into exile Or never let them breathe again [Chorus] On that night under the raging Northern sky The seeds of legend lie Swollen almost to a man The War of Kings began In a land thrown into darkness An army would arise The heathens died laughing At the kings bent his bone high [Chorus] [Chorus] The War of Kings began The War of Kings began