King of the Race without a name

galloping hard across the moor

Past great menhirs to hells door

Seeking the witch down Dagons moor



In my mind's eye, I watch my people die

scattered like chaff in the storm I ride



I won't see my world in chains

while my fists can still grip steel

I will go to the worms of the earth

and I'll strike my unholy deal

I won't break and I alone, I will be the Finder Of The Black

Stone

For victory I would taint my soul, throw myself in the demons

hold

I won't break and I alone, I will be the Finder Of The Black

Stone



Finder Of The Black Stone



There were woman down a Dagons Moor

Atla holds the key to hells door

To taste a kiss only a king can give

She will tell me where the black stone is hid



Night fall comes and the deal is sealed

The black stone's power shall be mine to wield



I won't see my world in chains while my fists can still grip

steel

I will go to the worms of the earth and I'll strike my unholy

deal

My kin won't wear the yoke of Rome, I will be the Finder Of

The Black Stone

For vengeance I would taint my soul, throw myself in the

demons hold

My kin won't wear the yoke of Rome, I will be the Finder Of

The Black Stone



Finder Of The Black Stone



Down in the earth blacker than night

on an altar of human skulls a light



Carved in cryptic runes the stone

before days when demons left men alone

To see the object they worship again

The demons agree to crush the Roman men



I won't see my world in chains while my fists

can still grip steel

I have gone to the worms of the earth

and I struck my unholy deal

-acapo