Cold winds forged through time   By clash of thunder in the night of storms   An unborn power is invoked   Of ancient times - yet young   By the full moon's rays      The storm's song is alone this night   For this night arise the creatures of darkness      The wings of darkness unfold   The sky shall black remain   The age of strength shall be born   Fierce winds guard this night      The mountain's creatures shall wander   Their torches glowing from the forest's depths   For war are they armed   For war they serve      The storms truth   The night's lust   The dead's sombre tones   Shall thunder from all mountains   Ancient war cries   Shall freeze the weak warrior's will   Elf flutes sing the battle song   The queen of ice is called upon   Only the true remain in her gaze   For tonight shall the mortals die      The souls of darkness to be praised