Cries of war brought by the winds Tell of the blood that shall be spilled Old times legends of glory and war Speak of the ravens that circle above Bestial tall the walls of frost Blood fills the crystal surface of ice Longswords clash and hammers strike And yet another battle awaits Armies of the northern realms March for glory Armies of the northern realms March... With the armies of the north Upon the winds of wrath he rides And with the blade of vengeance He stains the soil Screams of pain brought by the winds Tell of the torment that here thrives A last hail to the fallen echo on the wind Bestial tall the walls of frost Blood fills the crystal surface of ice Longswords clash and hammers crush And another battle arrives