With screams and howls thousand ravens call...
We blaze our trail out from the mountain and holes...
Claws like swords, jaws of wolves...
Towards come gnomes, tasting our flames...
We drink your blood, our life sap...
For the first time in a millennium...
Blood and corpses mark the boundaries...
We are here, we are here. GNOME SPIRIT...
Eyes shine among the forest, beak and jaw
Flesh shall be torn for the unhallowed throne...
Eyes shine among the forest, beak and jaw
Flesh shall be torn for the unhallowed throne...
Stillborn children and carrying mothers
They taste the best in the mist of the night...
Stillborn children and carrying mothers
They taste the best in the mist of the night....
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!