Once upon a time There was a valley along a river so Clear, and meadows so green and fresh Trees had grown so tall and so old In forests so deep, the rain never reached the Ground, so still you could sleep forever Summer was warm and rain didn’t lack Wind always blew softly through the Oaks’ leaves Birds always sang their sweet songs of joy while Water ran swiftly in clear stone-clad streams Summer was warm and rain didn’t lack Wind always blew softly through the Oaks’ leaves Birds always sang their sweet songs of joy while Water ran swiftly in clear stone-clad streams Yet, people lived in misery, misery Yet, people lived in misery, misery Yet, people lived in misery, misery A shameless king reigned on the valley He lived of his lust of his hunger for sin In his castle he feasted on spoils of his wars On his throne he rejoiced for the gold he did steal “Shameless king your time will come Shameless king your time will come” chanted the crowd His army was strong, protected his castle Not from the enemy, but from his own kingdom “Death for the king” shouted women and men Yet they wouldn’t leave this valley so green for like Heaven it looked, like heaven it felt Oh, how could they dwell far away from this bliss The soldiers of the king were afraid of their master They feared for their lives, for their wives and their children They did not dare disobey the king’s orders For cruelly did he punish any attempt of rebellion Late at night, the villagers met They wanted rebellion, they wanted a new king Young men had swords, lumberjacks axes Old men had anger but the castle was too strong A shameless king reigned on the valley He lived of his lust of his hunger for sin In his castle he did feast on the spoils of his wars On his throne he rejoiced for the Gold he did steal “Shameless king your time will come Shameless king your time will come” chanted the crowd

Magnaroth Magnaroth Magnaroth Magnaroth Fear, the evil Lord is coming Fear, the evil Lord will fly down Magnaroth Magnaroth Magnaroth, the evil Lord, comes to burn down your homes Magnaroth, the evil Lord, leads his army to take your land Winds rise, black clouds come in from every side Ice cold, black crows and shadows fly in Dark is the enemy, dark is his throne Blood he will spill on the ground with his sword Light fades and night comes As foul creatures creep in Fear grows in all men A cruel spell rules the land Dark is the enemy Dark is his throne Blood he will spill on the Ground with his sword Magnaroth cries from his Horse aloud: “Defeated, all ye will Drown in your blood My sword will bring Destruction and sorrow Don’t pray for your lives Pray for your souls” Magnaroth Magnaroth Magnaroth, the evil Lord Comes to burn down your homes Magnaroth, the evil Lord Leads his army to take your land Magnaroth Magnaroth Magnaroth, the evil Lord Comes to burn down your homes Magnaroth, the evil Lord Leads his army to take your land The mighty sorcerer Raises his staff Lothar’s power will Bring endless winter Dark is the enemy Dark is his sorcerer Armies were crushed on the Ground by their power Magnaroth’s life is Bound to his sorcerer Dark magic fends off the Enemy’s sword and arrows Dark is the enemy Dark is his sorcerer Armies were crushed on the Ground by their power

Can you run, can you hide Can you run, can you ride The king and his men, have retreated in the castle The king and his men, have fled from the battle The king and his men, have retreated from the city walls The king and his men, have fled like cowards Cowards (X4) Foul treachery turns the battle Into slaughter, under the castle The king and his men retreat to their towers They hide like cowards, hide like traitors (X2) Fear of rebellion, fear of his people The king has grown fearful of his own kingdom Fear of his army, fear of the sunlight Fear of the storm that comes to wipe him out But he knows he cannot fight, he knows He can not win against the people grown angry Thus, he knows he can not trust, his own men To take out, the young men planning rebellion Aaaah, aaaah Aaaah, he will let Magnaroth do the slaughter Aaaah, thus the king becomes the first betrayor The king and his men, have retreated in the castle The king and his men, have fled from the battle The king and his men, have retreated from the city walls The king and his men, have fled like cowards Foul treachery turns the battle Into slaughter, under the castle The king and his men retreat to their towers They hide like cowards, hide like traitors (X2) Late at night, the king meets Magnaroth One wants power, one wants plunder The king makes the oath not to protect The lord makes his own, not to spare men One gets protection against a rebellion One gets to plunder without a fight The traitor retreats to his castle in secret The lord leads his army to the slaughter Aaaah, aaaah Aaaah, he will let Magnaroth do the slaughter Aaaah, thus the king becomes the first betrayor Aaaah, aaaah Aaaah, he will let Magnaroth do the slaughter Aaaah, thus the king becomes the first betrayor The king and his men, have retreated in the castle The king and his men, have fled from the battle The king and his men, have retreated from the city walls The king and his men, have fled like cowards Foul treachery turns the battle Into slaughter, under the castle The king and his men retreat to their towers They hide like cowards, hide like traitors (X2)

“Gone is the hope for the Son who knows his Father betrayed him For he was afraid Gone is the hope for the Daughter who sees her own Mother forsake her Down in the abyss” Sadly sings the bard as the Snow softly falls down and Hides the blood stains on the White carpet all around Grief and sorrow, tears will follow Hate and revenge flow through young men Lights and shadows play together In the windows of the castle Outside the town all the People did run and they Took refuge in the Forest to hide away Around a fire old Men warm their cold limbs Sore from the flight in the Deep snow and cold storm They have lost their house and friends Who they loved fell to hands of fiends Yet hope lives They are cold and tired Yet anger keeps their blood warm Yes, hope lives on (X2) Long do the elders talk Long do the young men curse the King and his men for their Cowardice and loathsome treason Guessing the king’s foul plans the elders Choose one young brave man and after Saddling a white horse they sent him to Ask for help in the neighboring lands Swift and silent rides the young man Softly thump the hooves of the white horse in the thick snow Cold wind blows his blond hair moonlight shines his fair eyes Lothar’s power senses him, but he rides on secret paths They have lost their house and friends Who they loved fell to hands of fiends Yet hope lives They are cold and tired Yet anger keeps their blood warm Yes, hope lives on (X2) “Gone is the hope for the Son who knows his Father betrayed him For he was afraid Now our hope is gone riding Swiftly on a white horse and Wearing no sword at his side Farewell”

Beware, king, your enemy Beware Magnaroth Traitor, liar You will meet your destiny Pray That it might not be too cruel Treachery again, this game of betrayal Was crafted by your hand Evil will fall, but first you must die By your own sword More power you wanted and death you will find Your own punishment divine Cruel was your reign, now cold is our land So much sin by your hand Traitor, liar You will meet your destiny Pray That it might not be too cruel (Cruel), for the evil lord has got you In his fist Cruel, for if he spares you Your own men will not Cruel, for all the blood that you spilled Through your foul treason Cruel for all the lies that you Fed to your own children Pray for your soul Pray the Almighty Pray for salvation Beg for mercy Now it’s your time to run Now it’s your turn to hide All of your hope soon gone Now it’s your time to fight Treachery again, this game of betrayal Was crafted by your hand Evil will fall, but first you must die By the lord’s word More power you wanted and death you will find Your own punishment divine Cruel was your reign, now cold is our land So much sin by your hand Traitor, liar You will meet your destiny Pray That it might not be too cruel (Cruel), for the evil lord has got you In his fist Cruel, for if he spares you Your own men will not Too late, the evil lord is coming Why would you trust a liar? Too late, the evil lord is Marching towards you Your men are enslaved by a Spell cast by your enemy They will soon come to Execute their own king Now is too late to run Now is too late to hide All of your hope is gone Death will plunge you into night Treachery again, this game of betrayal Was crafted by your hand Evil will fall, and now you must die By your own sword More power you craved for and death you did find Your own lust did turn you blind Cruel was your reign, your castle stood on sand Now cut off are your hands Traitor, liar You did meet your destiny Bleed Your life approaches its end For the evil lord has crushed you With his mace Bleed for if he spared you Your own men would not Thus ends your selfish life Thus ends your reign Thus you pay for your deeds And high you pay the price Magnaroth’s time will come too Though he sits now on your throne Your men will obey his orders As long as the spell’s not broken Traitor, liar You did meet your destiny Bleed Your life approaches its end Traitor, liar You did meet your destiny Farewell Your life has drawn to its end

Adflictio, Passio Discordia, Insidia Virtus, Animus Gloria, Laetitia (X2) Great is the pain That resides in our hearts It shall burn forever In our souls, burn with fury Snow is now falling Down on the city ruins All is frozen, all is enslaved Through Lothar’s power Everyone’s prisoner of the Dark Lord Frozen are all the trees, their leaves are gone They now stand still, like dead, they can’t dance Into the warm wind that used to blow In summer not long ago Frozen are all the rivers and all the streams That used to flow singing their melodies and their life Out through the fields And through all the woods and hills Frozen is now our valley All life has gone but our own We are enslaved to serve a master Even more cruel than our king, now slain Strong has now grown Our thirst for revenge We will not rest nor retreat Until defeat takes down Magnaroth There are no chains, yet we are enslaved We can’t lift our swords nor bend our bows Our hands are like frozen, our limbs cold like stone Iced is the valley yet boiling is our blood There is no prophecy, there is no sign There is no promise that we shall survive Yet there is life, still there is light There is hope in our hearts There is no prophecy, there is no sign But there is a promise to save our souls Long shall we fight when our strength will be back Whether we live or die, we don’t care anymore Frozen are all the rivers and all the streams That used to flow singing their melodies and their life Out through the fields And through all the woods and hills Frozen is now the valley All life is gone but our own We are enslaved to serve a master Even more cruel than our king, now slain Strong has now grown Our thirst for revenge We will not rest nor retreat Until defeat takes down Magnaroth Adflictio, Passio Discordia, Insidia Virtus, Animus Gloria, Laetitia

Sunlight again, the sunrise beyond The hills of our cage, along blows a horn Rise, take your sword Rise, show you’re brave Rise, keep your word Rise, to meet Eberulf Coldly bites the steel Into the flesh of our enemy Boldly we fight along the Bird Lord Fight to gain back our lost lands There’s no magic in our hands There’s no spell above our heads Vengeance lights the fire in us Hope hides the fear and pain Eberulf the Bird Lord came to save us Came to claim back the Frozen Valley He and his army know not fear They know not pain, nor know defeat (X2) Magnaroth leaves his throne in rage Clothes his armour and takes his mace Rides his black horse to the battle Cries aloud to his challenger “Why come here defy me Don’t you know what’s agony Thousands men died to my mace And thousands more shall I now slay” Rise, take your sword Rise, show you’re brave Rise, keep your word Rise, to meet Eberulf Boldly the two lords face each other On the battlefield The Dark Lord fears not death For Lothar’s spells shield him from harm The Bird Lord knows not fear Though small is the hope for him Sharp is his sword Sharp his sight, skilled his fighting Eberulf the Bird Lord came to save us Came to claim back the Frozen Valley He and his army know not fear They know not pain, nor know defeat (X2) Treacherously Lothar moves his spells Magnaroth’s magic shield shatters into dust Eberulf'’s armour shines with a new light Lothar’s spells make him invincible Eberulf’s sword like bolt flies down Defeated Magnaroth cries one last time: “Traitor, cursed be thy name not one day shall thou rest from pain” Rise, take your sword Rise, show you’re brave Rise, keep your word Rise, to meet Eberulf

Magnaroth’s defeated Gone is the Dark Lord All his men retreated Far across the river's ford Lothar, blinded, beholds Eberulf His magic is strong, yet he can’t read his mind (Eberulf) “Do you believe, that you’re the only one Who can harness magic using a staff Yet, we’re not equal, your power’s gone My power’s young and unstained by wrath” (Lothar) “Your power’s nothing compared to my own I can burn down cities or bring rain of blood Vainly you challenge my claim to the throne I will wash you away by pain, war or flood” (Eberulf) “Your words don’t scare me, you’re a traitor and coward But for your treachery you two would have won Long is your staff and all black is your robe If you still had some brains left you would now run” Strong is their power Long will be their fight Magnaroth’s defeated Gone is the Dark Lord All his men retreated Far across the river's ford Lothar, blinded, beholds Eberulf His magic is strong, yet he can’t read his mind Lothar rides his black steed onto the battlefield Drawing his sword while hiding his fear Eberulf stands still, his armour shining bright He raises his shield, and lowers his spear (Lothar) “Why should we fight, throw away your life We could join arms, become invincible You could be much more than a nameless lord None would oppose us, we would rule all” (Eberulf) “I don’t want to fight you but least want to join you For cruel is your mind, distorted and blind The bird is the symbol of freedom and grace But your own lust turned you into a slave” Strong is their power Long will be their fight (Lothar) “That settles it, I begged you to reason But stubborn you lived, and stubborn you’ll fight Sharp is my blade, and long is my staff You said it yourself, now come here and die” (Eberulf) “Your memory’s failing you, did you forget That you cast on me spells you cannot pierce My blade is sharp too, my chainmail thick My hand is skilled, and my horse is fierce” Strong are their powers, mighty their armours Their swords hit in vain and their magic can’t slay Dull turn their blades as they hammer each other Their horses, enraged, kick up blood and clay Strong is their power Long will be their fight

Rise him to the throne Harken his command Crown his head with gold Crown his head then bow Long live the new King Lord, bless the new King Glory, power through light Glory, power and life Hiding, the sorcerer is calling the damned All thoughts converging for his mind is set His spirit is focused on one single spell Turn the King’s sword against its bearer Turn the King’s sword into fire Dark is his power, he lies down in pain Spent are his forces and pierced is his mind Murder the King and grant himself control Curse the King’s sword To betray him in fight Cold blood flows through Lothar’s veins Slowly he wraps himself in his woollen gown Weakened, Lothar lies down in pain Cast is the spell on the one who wears the crown Blessed to live or cursed to die, Lothar fears nothing He fears no judgement Lust is his friend, lies, his bread Deceit, his water and pain, his bed Turn the King’s sword against its bearer Turn the King’s sword into fire But he is blind to the wisdom of Eberulf For the Bird Lord did not crown his own head He chose the young messenger as new king Glory, power through light Glory, power and life No pride shines in the youth’s eyes As he’s crowned No lust rings in his words As he salutes the crowd No malice is felt As he makes the oath to rule No sword hangs at his side No blood stains his hands Cold blood flows through Lothar’s veins Slowly he wraps himself in his woollen gown Weakened, Lothar lies down in pain Cast is the spell on the one who wears the crown Blessed to live or cursed to die, Lothar fears nothing He fears no judgement Lust is his friend, lies, his bread Deceit, his water and pain, his bed Turn the King’s sword against its bearer Turn the King’s sword into fire Deceived, the sorcerer’s spell shatters the void Never did he think Eberulf wouldn’t grab the crown Never did he conceive the King could be pure Glory, power through light Glory, power and life Spent, his force, his mind, his soul Darkness takes over and leads him astray Banned he is by Eberulf’s sword Off the land and onto the ocean Never to come back…

A new King has come, raise your voice and sing Bend your knee and bow for your King A new life begins, the frozen winter’s dead The valley lives again, praise your King Praise your King Praise your King Never did his hand spill blood Never did he lust Never did his words confuse Never did he lie Behold his beauty, behold his might Behold his wisdom, and praise Praise his courage, praise his righteousness Bend your knee and bow low Raise your voice and sing, raise your cup and praise The new ruler of the valley Lift your hands and greet, lift your spirits For a new King now reigns, praise Evil has been burning our land Evil has been defeated and banned Don’t forget to thank the one who gave us life Who gave us hope again Don’t forget to praise the one whose mercy Saved all our lives A new King has come, raise your voice and sing Bend your knee and bow for your King A new life begins, the frozen winter’s dead The valley lives again, praise your King Praise your King Praise your King Eberulf offered his life Offered his sword, his army Such compassion and such love For the villains we are Take your lute and sing, take your maid to dance Raise your voice to greet your King Peace is yours once more, toil the earth and sow When your King comes by, greet him Leave your fears behind, horrors of the fight Honour fallen ones in your heart Take your sins away, cleanse your hands and soul Kneel and pray to thank for life Evil has been burning our land Evil has been defeated and banned Evil has been burning our land Evil has been defeated and banned A new King has come, raise your voice and sing Bend your knee and bow for your King A new life begins, the frozen winter’s dead The valley lives again, praise your King Praise your King Praise your King

Long was the winter, brief was the fight Deadly was the struggle, and cold was the night When dawn finally came, colder was my life Evil was plucked out, at least so they say Evil is now gone, forever banned from the land Yet my world is cold, and my skies forever grey Never did I bear arms, never did I ride Never did I try, to take someone else’s life Never did I take oath, to my own sacrifice I am not a soldier, I am a simple bard I am not a king, ruling through poisoning lies I am just a man, trying to live without disguise I was a father, but alas am no more I lost my daughter, only light in my life I lost my love, cruelly taken away by war One day we’ll meet again then I will sing with her The one song she liked to hear me sing Then she will smile again, I will take her hand Anew we will walk the path of love Fresh like a gushing spring, young like a new morning I will grasp her in my arms Back to the days when she was born by my own hands She will be my only love again Gone is the light that used to shine She was taken, never to come back Her star will, shine on me tonight Cold I have found her laying on the ground Her face so fair, with her hair spread around Even all her roses, had withered from their sorrow I carried her back to our home Underneath our garden she now lays at rest Though her soul, is now gone since long I will not cry anymore tonight All the land’s in joy, so why should I grieve I can hear them feast, they rejoice their lives are safe Oh how I wish I had died in her stead Or that we had, passed away together Too late for regrets, she is gone and I’m here One day we’ll meet again then I will sing with her The one song she liked to hear me sing Then she will smile again, I will take her hand Anew we will walk the path of love Fresh like a gushing spring, young like a new morning I will grasp her in my arms Back to the days when she was born by my own hands She will be my only love again Tonight I will sing tomorrow I will walk I will return, to my life of roving Villages and castles will never know about my grief Thus ends the story of the frozen valley Some will be remembered, for their valor and their might Most will be forgotten, but to the eyes of their father