Runes of Power
Winds and rain, snow and storms It’s witching hour before the dawn Rain falls down and cold wind blows I stand alone at the edge of the chaos It’s witching hour before the dawn Rain falls down and cold wind blows The time has come, the doom is at hand We are marching towards our end Standing now at the edge of the time Kneeling, praying, waiting for the sign It’s witching hour before the dawn Rain falls down and cold wind blows TANELORN I lost my soul TANELORN where shadows walk Behold your towers tall! TANELORN I am lost forevermore Forevermore, forevermore!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Upon my sword, upon my blade Blood shall run as I slay The sailor of the seas, the seas of fate I steal their souls once they are dead! Arioch can you hear my cry For your glory I shall die! ARIOCH, ARIOCH! I shall slay and blood will fall! ARIOCH, ARIOCH! Gods of Hell, hear my call! Time stands still where blood is spilled Give me storms at my will Blood runs dark, blood runs red I steal their souls once they are dead! Arioch can you hear my cry For your glory I shall die! ARIOCH, ARIOCH! I shall slay and blood will fall! ARIOCH, ARIOCH! Gods of Hell, hear my call!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
One by one we marching on Shield by shield sword by sword Raven's cry, battle calls Iron clashes, hammer falls One by one our falls shall fall Onwards battle we are marching on Make the stand at the gates or fall Make the stands battle calls Axe and hammer rise and fall There we stand in shield wall Armors shine like thousand stars We shall bring them fire and ice One by one our falls shall fall Onwards battle we are marching on Make the stand at the gates or fall Make the stands battle calls
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
In the rare old times, there was a blade Forged by the Lord of the Seventh Hell It was made to steal the souls Subduing my lust to the will of its own Darkness falls upon my soul I can’t control it anymore I am THE STEALER OF SOULS, THE STEALER OF SOULS! Let may be clouds in the blood-red skies Each strike is hell, other one dies Arioch, sing me the rhyme Come guide me now for one last time! Darkness falls upon my soul I can’t control it anymore I am THE STEALER OF SOULS, THE STEALER OF SOULS!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
A voice in the dark at the heart of the night Beyond the oceans of night The Nine have arrived Moon is so pale and the shadows are dark The Nine have arrived beyond the gates of time A call of the dark, in the dead of the night A flash of the blade, in the darkness so pale By the frost and death the doom is at hand Once upon a time: the Nine have arrived Cold are the winds, dead are the kings A flash of the blade, a call has been made By lords of the dark, by dukes of the night Once upon a time: The Nine have arrived A blade in the dark, in the still of the night Beyond the oceans of time, The Nine has arrived Steel has been forged their the blades are so cold There will be no light, there will be no dawn!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Bring me the storm, sword of the dawn Unleashed the hell at my command Bring me the power, bring me the strength Edge of the darkness, children of the hell Dark has come upon my soul I shall cut through flash and bone STORMBRINGER, STORMBRINGER! I give you the souls, sword of the storms STORMBRINGER, STORMBRINGER! Darkness has come upon my heart Tear my sorrow in my crimson eyes My souls is black, my blade is cold This is my prayer to Gods of the old Dark has come upon my soul I shall cut through flash and bone STORMBRINGER, STORMBRINGER! I give you the souls, sword of the storms STORMBRINGER, STORMBRINGER!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Fight and die! Fight and die! To mountains cold we are marching on Hammer strong and blades are cold Swords are sharp and banners tall The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong! Runes of power upon the blade Crimson eyes and blazing hate One by one we marching on Shield by shield, sword by sword Ravens cry, battle’s call Iron clashes, hammers fall Hammers high to the sky In Moria we fight and die Fight and die! The sword is sharp, the spear is long The arrow swift, the gate is strong The heart is bold that looks on gold The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong! Runes of power upon the blade Crimson eyes and blazing hate
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Take a deep breath before the coming storm There are many hours before the final dawn Beyond the gates, the gates of evermore, I am the last storm, the storm before the calm Handful of magic, rain and thousand storms My words are death, the night of raging chaos Battles to come, battles to lost I welcome the night, the night with endless chaos Take a deep breath before the coming storm There are man hours before the final dawn Beyond the gates, the gates of evermore, I am the last storm, the storm before the calm Seas are bewitched and the moon is so cold I welcome the night without dawn! Battles to come, battles to lost I welcome the night, the night with endless chaos
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Towers are crumbling down, the skies are turning black The night is coming down I reach the final end Handful of magic, rain and endless storms My words bring death and raging chaos The turning of the tides into black Its coming the impending hell The sound of the storm, the night without dawn The rumors of rain: Morgana Lefay! Morgana Lefay! Towers are crumbling down, the skies are turning black The night is coming down I reach the final end Handful of magic, rain and endless storms My words bring death and raging chaos The turning of the tides into black Its coming the impending hell The sound of the storm, the night without dawn The rumors of rain: Morgana Lefay! Morgana Lefay!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
A king there was in days of old In ancient times, before the fall Raise your banner and raise your swords For ancient king and Elvish Lord! STRONGHOLD! Raise your banners and raise your swords! STRONGHOLD! For ancient king and Elvish Lord! Through dungeons deep and caverns old For might and glory never fall! STRONGHOLD! A king there was in days of yore In dungeons deep and caverns old His halls were strong and full of gold With runes of power upon the door
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Under the mountain dark and tall For the king of the carven throne The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall A king there was in days of old His hands were rich with gems and gold And ever so our foes shall fall! Dragon fire from the twisted-wyre Mountains of gold and caverns of old The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall Forevermore! Under the mountain dark and tall For the king of the carven throne The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall THe sword is sharp, the gate is strong The arrow swifts, the gate is strong ANd ever so our foes shall fall
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026