Ice sword revenge

Listen to your hearts, in the emptiness of blood
feel the venom running through your veins, where darkness grows
Listen to the mighty voice, breaking the coldest tomb
it's time to rise and take the crown, the sorceress calls.

To war - Great hate revives our corpses
With pride - We proclaim the dusk of the enemy
The icy dungeons crumble, the winter Lords return
through the coldest mountains, her magic is their guide
with the ancient sign in their armors, the warriors come to fight
a march towards the battlefield, the usurper race shall die

Listen to your hearts, in the emptiness of blood
feel the venom running through your veins, where darkness grows
Listen to the mighty voice, breaking the coldest tomb
it's time to rise and take the crown, the sorceress calls.

The everlasting blast of the black winds
doesn't freeze our anger
The archaic flame of betrayal
doesn't burn within our souls

"Long time ago, our swords fell below
a frozen shroud. But the spirit has awaken
Our blades will reign again"

Battle after battle the iceswords reach the glory
blizzard after blizzard the wintry lands blow cries and blood
thousand mounds of dead grey creatures lie forgotten under the snow
and to the wind a great song tells "The Usurper's fall"

The end of the rage stands so far away
our great battlehorns will roar like a thunderstorm.