The Path

Shadows and shapes are disappearing
A turning wheel - the cradle of light
The sun comes out of a cloud of smoke
A rune charm - left like an ancient truth
Carved in stone or carved in wood
Lead the path of honest men
Curse the foe and betrayer
You shall be either light or doom!
Fear the strength of will and honour
The curse of gold won't change the path
You have been the end of all grief
Misery is gone and faded away
In vein the mass tries to spurn your might
The moon - a witness of resistance and strength
See the crumbling of all falsehood
Persistence to those who lie?
Raise a glass and raise a knife
And struggle for the end of hopelessness!
Fear the strength of will and honour
The curse of gold won't change the path
Fear the strength of life and honour
The curse of gold won't change the path