[Instrumental] (Full) Sorcerers and shamans, weave your spells of war Ensure our mighty sword-arms are the strongest and the quickest Entwine us with great battle magic 'til we stand knee-deep in gore And by all the gods, we'll ride to where the fray rages the thickest! The war-song of the Wolves of Caylen-Tor As heard at the Battle of Blackhelm Vale