Sword of thunder and lightning on the rise
From the north gods of wrath descend
Storm of war nearing, black in its sign
Now vengeance shall enter again
Feared by mortals, yearning strong hands
Thundering hooves strike above dying men
Down the black valleys, aride through haze
From the mountains, hear battle and death
Affronting all for the absolute rule
Let the battle of evil be won
So shall we triumph to rule above men
From the valleys are soon to be born
Thunderous march, the tempest of old
Clangor of swords from the once vengeful ones
Doom of all men is decided from the book of end
Soon ridden down and trampled!
Into the dim I ride, know the dark upon me
As I into battle ride
Into the dim I ride, gods of wrath above me
As I into battle ride
Into battle ride
Might lives on and the horde of revenge
From the north they sound throughout the sky
Unending fire blast in their eyes
Rising swords on the battlefield
Warriors ride on the winds to avenge
Tried by steel to be gods among men
Soon the bleak skies will all blacken again
Shout for victory shall never end
Into the dim I ride, know the dark upon me
As we into battle ride
Into the dim I ride, gods of wrath above me
As I into battle ride
Ride!
Into battle ride
Sword of thunder and lightning on rise
From the north gods of wrath descend
Storm of war nearing, black its sign
Now vengeance shall enter again
Feared by mortals, yearning strong hands
Thundering hooves strike above dying men
Down the black valleys, aride through haze
From the mountains, hear battle and death
Now we into battle ride