The darkness comes as a black cloud of fear.
I come with taste of death, I come with hate.
Ravens, the only guides on my way...
Horns, sounds of war.
Ravens, the only guides on my way...
Storm, whipping the north.
The chains are broken and the soul is unleashed,
the raven of doom.
I come with taste of death, I come with hate.
Ravens, the only guides on my way...
Horns, sounds of war.
Ravens, the only guides on my way...
Storm, whipping the north.
The chains are broken and the soul is unleashed,
the raven of doom.