Letras:
Sacred Steel Beneath The Iron Hand

siege, the dreaded Imperial War-Leopards straining noisily against their iron-link leashes to the rear of the cohorts of conscripts and auxiliaries. The pitiless Iron

sacred earth. With faith and steel we walk our shadowed paths, our blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery. Wolves of the north, raise thine steel

sacred earth. With faith and steel we walk our shadowed paths, our blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery. Wolves of the north, raise thine steel