Prophecy Of Zavorash

When Our Kind Has Returned To The Valleys When Northern Lights Fill The Skies When The Domain Of Darkness Rises Then All Else Shall Die From The Frozen Realms We Shall Arise Marching Down From The Permafrost Turning Our Swords Towards The Shining Until All Light Is Lost Barbarians From The Land Of Snow And Ice Shall Pilage And Prophane The Bright Paradise Riding Proud On Slaughter Of Battlehorns Forseen Unionship Of Zavorash Universals Of The North Adverseries Of The Weak Ones Through Whirling Storms We Roar The Sons Of Thunders Time Shall Come A World In Fear Bow For Them Before Sent To Kingdom Come We All Their Lifes Condemn