Dark Horse (Edit)

War rages high on snowclad ground
Those foolish mortals grimly fight
When from afar they hear a roaring horse
Old blood runs cold in their veins
This daunting noise they know from ancient tales
Proclaims the foretold coming of the dark warlord

Carry me - dark horse
And take me to the battleground
Lead my - dark force
To another glorious victory

Ruthless flaming eyes shine, tween silver armor plates
A black mane blowing in the storm
Breath steams grey in gloomy winter air
When morbid neigh heralds the attack
A torn up robe adorned with bones
A black cloaked rider blending into one

Through raging storm and shivering cold in dark green woods
On withered soil from endless depths and through blazing flames
The bond of death enshrouds our path
As we follow the flight of the all-wise ravens

Deathly quiet falls on the plain, war cries die away
As on the hills the doomed behold
The silhouette of a rearing warhorse
Standing out against the purple sky
A hammer raised towards the silver moon
Bearing witness of their demise

Carry me - dark horse
And take me to the battleground
Lead my - dark force
To another glorious victory
Mortals die beneath your feet - warhorse
Proudly we stride across the moribund warfield