Trumpets Of Dawn

In the mist of a winter dawn, the trumpets sound Blood and fire and death await us on the battleground The gods of war are smiling upon their kin this day Into glorious battle we ride as black prayers we say [Chorus:] The trumpets of dawn are calling Soon hammers shall be falling Ride to war! [4x] In the mist of a winter dawn, the trumpets sound With axe and sword and scythe we will stand our ground In the cold winter sun our blades of metal do glow Mixed with morning dew our enemies' blood will flow [Chorus] In the mist of a winter dawn, the trumpets sound In bloody battle honour and glory will be found Before the sun has fully risen victory will be ours We shall burn the spoils to thank the dark powers [Chorus]