Coming of the Tide
Racing 'cross the arctic landsA mounted legionUnder my commandWe're a brutal forceNo men can withstandTotal havoc is at hand
[Chorus:]See the black crows circle highWaiting for brave men to dieThey sense the coming of the tideWhen opposition's swept aside
The fateful messageReached us months agoThat our home was under siegeAnd since that dayWe've been heading northOur kinsmen needed our relief
As we near our fortress wallsBlack smoke is rising to the skyBurnt black ruinsOf our father's hallsAnd corpses greet our tired eyes
What madness led them to attackVictory could not be wonThey must've knownThere was no turning backAnd now they all are goneNo woman, child or man was sparedTheir bodies lying where they fellSuffering, anguish and despairAs they went through living hell
So now we're on the ride againAnd vengeance isOur newfound pathWe draw our strengthFrom grief and painThese bastards shall knowOur endless wrath
[Chorus:]See the black crows circle highWaiting for brave men to dieThey sense the coming of the tideWhen opposition's swept aside