Ensorcelled, corrupted
Upon the throne in silence
Confounded, distracted
Distorted by the power
Of magic and darkness
Betrayed by anger in my eyes
In madness and blindness
The battle has begun
Is it war that corrupted the men?
Or the prophecy is unfolding?
Do we have enough time to demand a new life
To prevent the death it's causing?
When a tear's falling down to the sand
And the grief of hope is rising
Is it fate that is binding your hands
When in life or in death you're obliged to stay
On the day of the call to arms
Over the lands laid low before darkest night
On the day of the call to arms
Our fate will be decided once again
With a war till the end when
The armies ride to the mountain
They'll fight for a future
Far away, far away
The battle has begun
Ahead of the mountain
They'll fight for a future
Far away, far away
It's the battle of the five armies
Upon the throne in silence
Confounded, distracted
Distorted by the power
Of magic and darkness
Betrayed by anger in my eyes
In madness and blindness
The battle has begun
Is it war that corrupted the men?
Or the prophecy is unfolding?
Do we have enough time to demand a new life
To prevent the death it's causing?
When a tear's falling down to the sand
And the grief of hope is rising
Is it fate that is binding your hands
When in life or in death you're obliged to stay
On the day of the call to arms
Over the lands laid low before darkest night
On the day of the call to arms
Our fate will be decided once again
With a war till the end when
The armies ride to the mountain
They'll fight for a future
Far away, far away
The battle has begun
Ahead of the mountain
They'll fight for a future
Far away, far away
It's the battle of the five armies
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