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]