FROM CASTLE WALLS FROZEN
IN THE LANDS OF WINTER
THE COLD WINDS WHISPER
A FORGOTTEN SONG
A HYMN OF THE DARK FOREST
LANDS
AND DEEP WINTER SNOW
THAT TOUCHES THE SOUL
OF THE MIGHTY RAVEN
THAT FLIES HIGH ABOVE THE LANDS BELOW
AS A SYMBOL OF
DEATH AND DARKNESS
DARK WARRIORS ARISE FROM THEIR GRAVES
CLAWING THROUGH THE FROZEN EARTH
TO STORM THE LANDS IN HATRED AND
WAR
THROUGH THE FALLING SNOW THEY MARCH
ACROSS THE COLD WINTER LANDSCAPE
ALL SHALL FALL TO THE FROSTED STEEL
OF THEIR
SWORDS
BATHED IN THE BLOOD OF FROZEN HEARTS
THAT COATS THE BEAUTIFUL WHITE SNOW
THE FALLEN BECOME A FEAST
FOR WOLVES FROM THE
FOREST OF ICE
THAT HOWL THEIR FURY
TO THE WANING MOON
OF THE OBSIDIAN AGE OF ICE
[LYRICS: IXITHRA, LORD OF THE SYLVAN
SHADOWS]
[& SYNVORLATH, LORD OF THE ANCIENT MOON]