Anvil of Crom

Lyrics
Between the time When the oceans drank Atlantis And the rise of the sons of Aryus There was an age undreamed-of And unto this, Conan ... Destined to bear the jeweled Crown of Aquilonia ... Upon a troubled brow It is I, his chronicler Who alone can tell thee of is Saga Let me Tell you of the days ... Of high adventure
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Credits
- Writers
- Basil Poledouris