A Shadow Follows Me through the Land

Until I am Slain

Breath of Wrath

High Walls, Wind upon my Brow

Sleep Well in Thy Fortress, Cowards!

As the Fires Rage on, I am the Only one Left

I Never gave a Fuck about your Code of Honor

Dragon Helm

Curse this Black Fucking Fate of Mine

Tall Mountains and the Smell of Vengeance

A Weary Trot through the Rain

An Elven Kingdom Laid to Ruin

The Crows Croak in Mockery

I Kill for Nothing

Blackheart

Master of Doom, by Doom Mastered

Enemies on the Lam

Spiteful Bastards in Worn out Armor

Razed to the Foundation

Go Forth in Might

The Fifth Battle

Fucking Bloodshed

Crypt of Necromancers (We Ride at Dusk to Violently Bludgeon Them)

The Shadow of My Sword

To Trudge on without a Horse

Doomed to a Bastard’s Death

Damsels Tend My Gruesome Wounds

Good Riddance

Dragged to Hell

All My Ways are Black

Reveling in Diabolical Darkness

Not Enough Enemies

Blood on my Halberd

Nothing Worth Fighting For

Come Home to Scorn

Bastard Wizards and Coward Warriors

As Smoke Rises Behind Me, I Trudge on Again

One Torch, One Fucker

To Look upon my Foe

The Fullness of Woe

Down into the Dungeon

Hell will have to Wait

Slaying Countless Beasts

Ascending the Crooked Stone Steps

I am Approaching the Ruins with a Blunt Weapon

I Deserve Nothing More than the Executioner’s Block (So fucking get on with it)

Ye have come Hither and Receive Nothing

One Last Fight

Rusty Iron Mace

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