Smell the battle with the wind Before you see us Winterhorde of fury ride The wind will lead us Banner high onword ride Domestic purebred Of the overlifted north sky
Conquer all permafrost (Phantsmworlds) Then wait at our final gate Lay waste this world on ice Let it crumble underneath us
Hide the breeze of better times Where there are enemies to die High flame and honour Von on the fields of battle Warriors fight With longswords in hand Valleys drink from the open wounds Of a thousand men Hear the battle on the wind So obvious Winterhorde of fury ride The wind now lead us Banners high onword ride Domestic purebred Of the everlifted north sky
Conquer all permafrost (Phantsmworlds) Then wait at our final gate Lay waste this world on ice It will crumble underneath us
Valleys drink from the open wounds Of a thousand men Eldrich talons eat hearts out of the fallen
Proud with battlelust we ride Savagely towards the battlefields And into greater strides
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