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A Sign For The Norse Hordes To RideGathering the horde on a mountainsideAwaiting the morning bestial sunrise Diabolic seven winds of hate Breathe in the chasm of the realms In clouds above horizon grey A throne of ice Watching silently with a warrior eye Winds of destruction fill our hearts With joy portals to war lay before us Fog in the distance is all I see Born of the blackening sky of Blashyrk A raven's claws lifted towards the sky Is a sign for the norse hordes to ride A sign for the Norse hordes to ride Is the way for our enemies to die |