Stormcall of the North

[Drums roll in

Guitars chugging on one frozen chord]

Boots crack ice on the mountain path

Breath like smoke in a war-worn sky

Iron taste on a split

Dry lip

Raven eyes watching

Waiting high

We carve runes in our battered shields

Old scars humming under pale skin

Every echo in the jagged cliffs

Screams the battles we carry within

Stormcall of the North

Raise your fists and roar (hey!)

Blood and frost and fire

We were born for war

Stormcall of the North

Let the wild wind tear your throat

Shout it till the world splits open

We are the thunder oath

Ale still warm on a shaking hand

Chain links dance as the war drums pound

Brothers laughing with their broken teeth

Hearts like hammers in the blackened ground

Snowflakes melt on the glowing brands

Name your fear

Let it fall and fade

When the first clash hits like a landslide strike

You remember every vow you made

Stormcall of the North

Raise your fists and roar (hey!)

Blood and frost and fire

We were born for war

Stormcall of the North

Let the wild wind tear your throat

Shout it till the world splits open

We are the thunder oath

Skies crack red over steel and stone (woah)

One last breath

Then we charge alone

If we fall

Let our stories rise

Like sparks in a midnight sky

Stormcall of the North

Raise your fists and roar (hey!)

Blood and frost and fire

We were born for war

Stormcall of the North

Let the wild wind tear your throat

Shout it till the world splits open

We are the thunder oath