God of combat

In the shadow of the mountains high
Tyr the brave, he stands awry
With his glinting sword and icy glare
For justice, he fights, without a care

With honor in his fist, he'll prevail
A warrior's spirit, he can't fail

Tyr, the God of combat stands so tall
In storms of chaos, he will not fall
With every enemy that meets his gaze
In victory's dance, we sing his praise

Across the battles of ancient lore
He roars like thunder, forevermore
In the clash of iron against the night
Tyr the God, a beacon of light

His courage binds the hearts of men
In every clash, the fight begins again

Tyr, the God of combat stands so tall
In storms of chaos, he will not fall
With every enemy that meets his gaze
In victory's dance, we sing his praise

His courage binds the hearts of men
In every clash, the fight begins again

Tyr, the God of combat stands so tall
In storms of chaos, he will not fall
With every enemy that meets his gaze
In victory's dance, we sing his praise

For in his strength, we find our way
Tyr, the mighty, will lead the fray

We sing his praise
We sing his praise



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