The Raven Banner
Oakenshield
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High Above Shinning Steel
Flyga Hverjan Dag
A Chilling Tale Now Comes From The North
Ravens Fly In The Blood Red Sky
Jormungrund Yfir
The Beating Of Wings
The Howl Of The Wind
Bright Summer Sun Reddened With Blood
That Which Once Was Green
Now Scorched, Blackened With Ash
Days Grow Cold Under Dark Wings
That Which Is Fed On The Lives Of Men
And Leads Men To Their Deaths
Flying Above, Searching, Wandering
Never Wondering...
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High Above Shinning Steel
Flyga Hverjan Dag
The Dawn Is Met With Of Black
How The Winds Now Blow So Strong
Jormungrund Yfir
Carring Wings Of Black
The Distant Skies Of Ancient Times
Flyga Hverjan Dag
Above The Realms Of Forest, Valley And Sea
How The Winds Now Blow So Strong
Jormungrund Yfir
Carrion Wings Of Black