Nancy Sinatra

These fields have become my legacy

by ancient gods been given chains

free me now or fear forever

Dissemblers! These bonds of temperance soon unsealed



I greet thee masters of distopia

enchant me with your immortal grace

I bid you welcome to this gathering

who knows what the night brings?

Thunder lightning strike the earth

frost and blizzards come for me

storms of hatred tear the skies apart

fire clench both land and sea

limbs and coprses scattered everywhere

the smell of death lies in the air

this is my birthplace, this will be my grave

who ever enters shall by my sword be slain