In Winters Ancient Slumber

The Skies Above Grow Dark

As The Moon Is Hidden By Mighty Storm Clouds

Cold Winds Blow As Freezing Rain Falls Across The Lands

Ravens Gather Upon High Stone Cliffs

That Rise From Within The Deep And Magical Forests

Hidden Within The Moon Cast Shadows

Are The Mighty Crusaders Of The Dark

On Their Night Black Steeds

Cloaked In The Darkness Of Night Unseen By All

As They Beset Upon Their Quest For Vengeance And Glory

In The Eyes Of Their Dark Lords Who Shall Rule The Lands

From Their Towering Stone Fortresses And Grim Castles

Rising From The Ominous And Majestic Mountain Peaks

The Dark Crusaders Swords Are Drawn

And Coated With The Blood

Of All Who Oppose The Black Hordes

As The Falling Rain Turns To Snow

The Earth Is Embraced In Winter's Ancient Slumber

Thrones Are Made From The Bones Of The Vanquished

As The Dark Crusaders Ride In Victory