...Again Shall Be

Darkness entombs us, as we watch the mountains before Waiting for the silent wind to bring us the Sign of the ancient horn The bells shall chime as the towers burn In flames of eternal hate Burn in the name of the elder faith Black ravens of war raise your unholy banner Again the smell of blood shall drift Under the silver moon Chant your song on northern glory Blow your horns for northern pride Sing those songs so long forgotten Hail those ravens that once died