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