Smell the battle with the wind
Before you see us
Winterhorde of fury ride
The wind will lead us
Banner high onward ride
Domestic purebred
On the overlifted north sky

Conquer all with permafrost
(Phantasmworlds)
Then wait at our final gate
Lay waste this world on ice
Let it crumble underneath us

Ride the breeze of better times
Where there are enemies to die
High flame and honour
Won on the fields of battle

Warriors fight
With longswords in hand
Valleys drink from the open wounds
Of a thousand men
Hear the battle on the wind
So oblivious
Winterhorde of fury ride
Domestic purebled
On the overlifted north sky
Conquer all with permafrost
(Phantasmworlds)
Then wait at our final gate
Lay waste this world on ice
Let it crumble underneath us

Valleys drink from the open wounds
Of a thousand men
Eldritch talons eat hearts out of the fallen
Proud with battle lust we ride
Savagely towards the battlefields
And into greater strides