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Borne and rais’d in the realme of the hammer

Pagan heartes, poundinge harder than e’er before

Flee from the treacherous signe of the crosse

To fynde the pathe of glory

Where the elders have walk’d upon…

Ravenhearte — One ey’d god watche o’er me

Leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye

Ravenhearte — Hail me, I’m the chosen one

Woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne

A Ravenhearte

The northwynde was leadinge me

The elder wisdome to see

Greate voices of war tooke holde of me

And the gods were summoninge me

Free’d from the false-hearted claws of the crosse

I seeke the pathe of glory

Where the elders were stridinge upon…

Ravenhearte — One ey’d god watche o’er me

Leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye

Ravenhearte — Hail me, I’m the chosen one

Woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne

A Ravenhearte

Ravenhearte — One ey’d god watche o’er me

Leade me, thy son and guide me on my waye

Ravenhearte — Hail me, I’m the chosen one

Woe to ye, my foes, and weale to ye who owne

A Ravenhearte

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