However well you might lie down, the storm will be coming tonight
our horses will try to break out, free, to flee the invisible fright
However well you might build your walls, the storm will be coming tonight
to end our lives, to raid our halls, the stormriders - ready to fight

No stories remain of our petty fall, the raiders took all that was ours
all gold and all shine of the holy wall, the relics for them are just wars
No scrolls and no book will the scholars keep, for stromriders slew them all too
There's noone with time who might for us weep, the raiders could come for you soon

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