The Stormsons (Winterstorm)

Born in the skies To rule over the mountains We are disposers of cloudy lands We dive in the seas For guarding all the fortunes Wakeful and stealthy until the end Evil take care We're watching 'bout the repressed And our weapons are not of steel We are the kings Of elemental forces That's why the unbent force you'll feel Hear our heralds screaming through the skies We arrive with fire and thunder Far over earthly power we will rise We will be standing at your side We are the warriors stamping through the desserts We are the guardians ruling all the seas We are defenders watching all the dark skies We are the stormsons ruling all the ice See our words They are made divine We are the spell hinders in your head Confide in us And see the godly sign We are the shelter of the death