Lyrics:

Spears agleam in the dying sun,The blood is spilled, the battle's won,From the icy throne of God-King shall rule,Whe
n nine stars kiss the moon o'er Ultima Thule.(Old Northlander war-song, found in the ancient scrolls of Volmyr)The Final Part
of Voryn Helmsmiter's Journey to the Ice Realm:Blood drips from my frost-encased sword, forming a crimson blossom upon the ic
e...My limbs cold, becoming as one with the massing snows... my eyes nearly frozen closed.For how long had we travelled? The
memory grows dim, lost in the cruel, searing storm-winds.And now, at last... our quest is at an end.With the blessings of th
e elders we began our journey beyond the great veil of shadowedglaciers...They spoke of a prophecy foretold, an ancient and g
lorious legacy,A quest for the realm of legendry lost to man since before even the Star-Lordsdescended...Now, only I survive
, my blood spilling to the ice, turning to crimson crystal upon the deeplyfrozen earth.Elder sorcery crackles and hums all ab
out me, coursing through the sky, the snow...As grim destiny approaches with the freezing boreal gales and this ancient prophe
cyunfolds...Predication of the Elders:Go, follow the witch-lights in the northern night sky, beyond the great silvern mounta
ins...Let the sacred moon-crystal be your guide, beware the sentinels at the Caverns of EternalMist...Spears agleam in the d
ying sun,The blood is spilled, the battle's won,From the icy throne of God-King shall rule,When nine stars kiss the moon o'e
r Ultima Thule.Swathed in moon-frosts, in icy winds our blazon flying,Iron gleaming 'neath the stars, black skies ablaze with
astral fire,White wolves (like silent spirits) haunt us, ever northwar