a hall clad in gold

burning

still yearning

for answers to come

to riddles that prey on my mind

they're cheaters

deceivers

taming the flames

hearts full of grief

full of lies

never let them win!

there's a hall clad in gold way up high

a reward for the warriors who die

few are chosen

many will try

it's the grim

great god who will decide

who will decide

mistreated

feel cheated

the sorrows all night threaten to bring us all down

now to battle

run to glory

the warrior's way at least lets you die with some pride

final hope still speaks

there's a hall clad in gold way up high

a reward for the warriors who die

few are chosen

many will try

it's the grim

great god who will decide

there's a hall clad in gold way up high

a reward for the warriors who die

few are chosen

many will try

it's the grim

great god who will decide

who will decide

who will decide