(ŠMiddenheim 2008)

Forochel the decaying wasteland of the ice king was destroyed.
By legions of cursed souls spewed forth from hell.
This somber land confined to eternal perdition,
When all hope was washed away.

But not all hope was lost with the death of the king,
Forces gathered with revenge in their hearts.
Hope wasn't washed away in the rivers of Gahldon,
The time was nigh to evoke the demons from whence they came.

Set out to commit to their oath of their fallen lord.
They would stop at nothing until blood was spilt,
Set out to commit to their oath to Baroden
They would stop at nothing until blood was spilt.

The time is nigh for the kingdom to be reclaimed,
The Ice Kings oath will be fullfilled.

But not all hope was lost with the death of the king,
His Forces were intent to kill.

Into the valley of death we ride,
Grab your weapons and prepare to fight,
Off to the walls of Middenheim,
For our king we will die.

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