Far in the distance I can see a mighty hoard
My loyal goblins heed, bring their flesh to me, we’ll dine like royalty, none shall be let free!
Werewolves follow me, we’ll laugh when they shall flee, we’ll feast upon the flesh, the wolf, so wise, has fled!
Soldiers of Moland do not fear this feeble hoard
Our number may be few, but they’ll still meet our swords!
And so I see the tide of warriors, surround the Moland force,
Their lines aren’t strong, the Goblins rage for war
With hope already thin, I ride my fearless wolf
As one we rally the pack, and ride to battle forth
Black banners from the depths now rise as one great force
From now I cannot be free, my wolves will break this curse
Goblins come we flee, the witch has lied to me, the wolfrider I see, I sense no victory
Werewolves stand your ground, that wolf he rides is bound, to rid us of all lands, we must slay these pure hounds
Soldiers of Moland come let’s crush this feeble hoard
Our kinsman, brave and true, will slay Guthra’s force
And soon I’ll enter this grim battle ground, and join the Moland force,
The Goblins gone, the Werewolves all but lost.
With hope no longer thin, I ride my fearless wolf
As one we rally the pack, and ride to battle forth
Black banners from the depths now rise as one great force
From now I cannot be free, my wolves will break this curse
Sensing her forces breaking, Guthra draws her swords
She strikes at Juran, but her blade shatters and falls
With hope no longer thin, I ride my fearless wolf
As one we rally the pack, we near the battle’s call
Black banners from the depths now rise as one great force
From now I cannot be free, my wolves will break this curse
“And with her army of Black Banners pushing forward, Guthra uses her magic and might to slay all in her path. The Molandanders fight on bravely, but at the sight of Felix and his charging wolves, the enemy lines start to break, and victory for the forces of good, is all but certain”.