Thirwërod - Northern Thunderstorm

The storm is approaching
The soldiers are marching
Raising the swords and clashing their shields
Battle for the land, battle that never ends

Thunder is falling
They're all dying
Raining hatred to spread the war and feed their empty spaces
Thunder is falling
They're all dying
Northern thunderstorm

Their arms by the ground
And the army keeps coming for another round
Pray to the gods now to take your souls to the great hall
And for the traitors of the land now we open the gates of oblivion
Warriors under the death's domain
Now you'll see the end and taste the real pain

Thunder is falling
They're all dying
Raining hatred to spread the war and feed their empty spaces
Thunder is falling
They're all dying
Northern thunderstorm