Silvern skull, sable shroud, ebon tower, onyx crown.

Witchfire, black citadel, frost-shrouded steel, moon-veiled spell.



The skyqueen of the dead rides forth, black storm-borne steeds,

(their flanks anointed by) immortal blood,

Hark to the striking of the winds, the moon burns black as slaughter reigns.

Witch-Storm!



Bright fires agleam through winter's night,

Dark spells whispered on the winds,

The trees enrob'd in veils of frost,

Moonfire entwines the Eye of Khthon.



From the moon-swathed depths of winter-mists,

Enchantress, she-who-walks-the-night-alone,

Sloe-eyed shape-shifting sucubus,

Silken veils and slime-smeared flesh.

Witch-storm!



Storm-Witch, hearken this night,

Hone this black blade with sorcery,

Battle-spells annoint my flesh,

Let blood and steel be my glory.



Elder tongues encarved in sinistrous slime-flecked stone,

The Obsidian Tower broods 'neath the moon,

Winged fiends descend from storm-wrought skies,

Black Ring, key to the Shadow Gate, aglow with eldritch spells.



Forged in witchfire, envenomed steel,

Ensorcelled blade, blood-ravening,

Ebon demon's tooth, the bane of Kings,

Red rain of slaughter, prow of blood.

WITCH-STORM!



(Lyrics: Byron, Music: Chris & Jonny)