A Sign for the Norse Hordes to Ride

Gathering the horde on a mountain side

Awaiting the mourning bestial sunriseDiabolic winds of hate breathe

In the chasm of the realmsIn clouds above horizon

A throne of ice

watching silently

With a warrior's eyeWinds of destruction fills our hearts with joy

Portals to war lay before usFog in the distance is all I see

Born of the blackening sky of BlashyrkhA raven's claw lifted toward the sky

In a sign for the Norse hordes to rideSign for the Norse hordes to ride

To ride

For our enemies to die