Bane Of Winterstorm - The Magic Of Mithrens Ring

Authion;
“Find the ancient ring
The damned souls shall speak once more
Guide me to his cell
He shall know what I’ve become

Othorion;
“Mithren is now mine
Bound in chains of forgotten words
Force his hand to me
He shall kneel before the throne

Authion;
“I will taste his ancient power
Drink the blood of kings
So it begins

Aranon;
“FROM NORTHERN ICE LANDS
THROUGH ANCIENT TREES
THE RAGE OF THE KINGS WITHIN ME
OVER GREAT MOUNTAINS
AND THE BLACK SEA
THE EMERALD STONE IS SET FREE”

Morthion;
“Bring forth the wretched souls
The twisted forms of the damned
Bound in chains of forgotten tongue
Beneath my power forevermore

Authion;
“Seeker;
You will now die, as the last of your name
I am eternal. You will become a part of me

Aranon:
“Ancient trees lament a great loss
Far from the halls of Qu’Alor
Furious eyes watch over me
A glorious light blinds this world

Authion:
“His force within, A thousand years of life
My curse forever binds, The stone leads me on

Authion;
“Devour flesh and blood
His ancient soul inside of mine
His power flows through me
A seekers mind within my own

Aranon;
“White light leads me on
Forest coils beneath my foot
Follow ancient paths
The Northreach walls will greet me soon

Ardor;
“I will cast my vengeance upon thee
Crush your distant lands
Gods heed my words

FROM NORTHERN ICE LANDS
THROUGH ANCIENT TREES
THE RAGE OF THE KINGS WITHIN ME
OVER GREAT MOUNTAINS
AND THE BLACK SEA
THE EMERALD STONE IS SET FREE