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

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