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