Hail to the Victor Ensiferum

Scarless man
Mangled soul of a solitary
Some fights
That are fought in the mind are not imaginary

Blazing eyes
Although the roard has been long
All chains
Ignorance and hate… no more

Time is the dividend
On ephemeral paths
Longing of the fulfilment
Is carved in wolven hearts

Time is the dividend
On ephemeral paths
Longing of the fulfilment
Is carved in wolven hearts

These times
These lives
In the hands of beasts of lies
Man made gods
Turning tides
Unknown future, no hope in sight