Spirits of the stormy cold Drank deeply from their frozen chalice Eternally bound by mountain stone Crowned upon a throne of malice Guardian of thunder wars Destroyer of northern moors Mountains wake after a thousand ages Darkness shown light by myths forgotten pages Frozen peaks now crumble and fall Before a green forests splintered floor Baring down with thunderous rule Lightning concealed the ancients duel Drums of war rolled into every hollow As the night wept with tears of earthly sorrow Mountains wake after a thousand ages Darkness shown light by myths forgotten pages