Cold winds forged through time

By clash of thunder in the night of storms

An unborn power is invoked

Of ancient times - yet young

By the full moon's rays



The storm's song is alone this night

For this night arise the creatures of darkness



The wings of darkness unfold

The sky shall black remain

The age of strength shall be born

Fierce winds guard this night



The mountain's creatures shall wander

Their torches glowing from the forest's depths

For war are they armed

For war they serve



The storms truth

The night's lust

The dead's sombre tones

Shall thunder from all mountains

Ancient war cries

Shall freeze the weak warrior's will

Elf flutes sing the battle song

The queen of ice is called upon

Only the true remain in her gaze

For tonight shall the mortals die



The souls of darkness to be praised