Call of the Black Mountain - Sons of Crom

Hear the call of the mountain black

Infernal hammers pounding dead skin

Hillsides rumble from their echoes

The piercing force of a long lost sound

Beware, the Three have been freed

Awoken from their endless sleep

Prepare for a new age of doom

There is no place to hide!

Vast forests covered in dark frost

Pushing forth the reign of darkness

Reforming the chaotic dissolution

Silent corrosion of light

The end is finally nigh

Fulfill the sign

Constitut disharmony

Extol!

Black Mountain

I hear your call

Oh, Old One

I heed your call…

…I resonat the voice of eternity…

…I bear steel, fire and time…

…I stand vigilant… unscathed