Nov 05, 2009 06:48
"...A rain of arrows darkens the sun
A cloud of wood and steel
Through shields and flesh the arrows run
Bringing warriors to their knees
A war-cry loud as heimdal's horn
Fills the vibrating air
This is the place heroes are born
And where death is always near
Here it comes, the mighty storm
Every man attacks
Now is when heroes are born
There is no turning back"