In the battlegrounds where heroes strive,
Zolv, the turtle, keeps hope alive.
With armor gleaming, and heart so true,
He fights for justice, through and through.
Through the chaos and the fray,
Zolv leads the charge, come what may.
With valor burning, like a blazing fire,
He lifts his allies, higher and higher.
Zolv, oh Zolv, with your shell so strong,
In the battlegrounds, you always belong.
With righteous might and courage untold,
You crush your enemies, fearless and bold.
From Arathi Basin to Eye of the Storm,
Zolv's legend grows, his valor is sworn.
With each swing of his hammer, foes do yield,
For his bravery and strength are never concealed.
In World of Warcraft, his name's a clarion call,
Zolv, the paladin, standing tall.
Zolv, oh Zolv, with your shell so strong,
In the battlegrounds, you always belong.
With righteous might and courage untold,
You crush your enemies, fearless and bold.
In World of Warcraft, his name's a clarion call,
Zolv, the paladin, standing tall.
In World of Warcraft, his name's a clarion call,
Zolv, the paladin, standing tall.
In World of Warcraft, his name's a clarion call,
Zolv, the paladin, standing tall.