Hyperborean Hordes - Ironsword

Beyond the cold

And grim northern winds

Stands a kingdom

On the snowy plains

Fabled empire

At the edge of the world

Within its fortress

Fiery magic reigns

From the skull gate they shall ride

A dreadful race side by side

Hyberborean hordes

White hand coven

And queen Vammatar

Once more gathered

To spawn forth their allies

Muttering spells

In eerie arcane tongue

Legions of the dead

From the crypt now rise

From the skull gate they shall ride

A dreadful race side by side

Hyberborean hordes

We came to fight

Against ancestral foes

The blades hissed

And the arrows sang

White masked lackeys

Pursue us without rest

Until we perish

In this accursed land

From the skull gate they shall ride

A dreadful race side by side

Hyberborean hordes