Frigid Tides by Ered Wethrin Lyrics

O' frigid tides
Your sons gone to war
Fire and Ice
Spread forth to salt the Earth

Hail of arrows
Storm of swords
Rush of steel
Clashing iron lords

Doomed to die
War is my domain
Call of fire
I will claim it all

Deep in the heart of the Mott Wood
No fortress of fastness abides
Yet here in the war-striken Mott Wood
Sorcery and darkness claim your life

Sons of the Blacksword descended
Ravens have taken to flight
Necromancer's poisons and mantras
Blinding the Cadre's sight
Hear the fortress in the sky
Taste of blood and sacrifice
See the fires raising high
Know that you arе doomed to die

The frigid tidеs of war rush over
And even gods of man will die
When all the world has burned over
Then shall peace and loss reside