Legend speaks of a mighty force
Sealed in its chamber, dormant for ages
Victims it enslaves will feel no remorse
Ripped from its tomb, the power rages
Flowing forth from a molten prison
Finding form in the ancient mold
Grasp the aspect of destruction arisen
Gods grant the name of the weapon I hold
Longhammer,
Forged in the foundry of fire and steel
Longhammer,
Blurring the boundaries of all that is real
Longhammer,
Splitting the skulls of both ally and foe
Longhammer,
Erase inhibitions, its essence bestowed
Thrust into battle, I raise the Hammer high
Restraining the fury contained within
Pounding it down with a merciless cry
Breaking the spirits of lesser men
Havoc ensues in a murderous haze
The Hammer crushes, a relentless tide
Shouts of triumph sounding out the Hammer's praise
Cry out its name as I raise it to the sky
Longhammer,
Forged in the foundry of fire and steel
Longhammer,
Blurring the boundaries of all that is real
Longhammer,
Splitting the skulls of both ally and foe
Longhammer,
Erase inhibitions, its essence bestowed
Destroy the last with a terrifying blow
Growing weary as time pays no mind
I drop the Hammer as I hear the raven's crow
A canvas of death is all that's left behind
Piercing the silence, the wailing cries of agony
First morning light reveals a form through the gloom
Another champion of The Power I see
Grasping Longhammer I rush to bring his doom