Sorcerers and shamans, weave your spells of war,
Ensure our mighty sword-arms are the strongest and
the quickest. Entwine us with great battle magic
'til we stand knee-deep in gore, And by all the
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/rWR]gods, we'll ride to where the fray rages the
thickest!
The war-song of the Wolves of Caylen-Tor, as heard
at the Battle of Blackhelm Vale.
Lyrics: Byron Music: Jonny Maudling