Winds of Death - Nocturnal Rites

Through the winds of death we ride

I swing my sword up high

You'll taste my steel, I won't abide

Cause you know you are gonna die

Clad in leather and chains we slay

We fight for king and land

We'll burn your homes and bring you dismay

With our vast swords in hand

Glory, victory, forever hail

Howl in mighty rage

Clad the sky bleak

Claw the hide of enemy

Hail the winds of death

We spread the ashes of your dead

There is nothing left to save

We sear the ground where they bled

We pledge doom upon your grave

Make them cry and bleed

The storm shall howl and now descend

Hordes of shade, they call, they heed

They call, they heed