Lost Rune Of Thunder — Eternal Tears Of Sorrow

Mountains are quaking On the soil of the Gods Scene's covered by the silvery light And the falling tears from the cope

Long lasting silence Has now reached its end It is time to listen to the ancient tune From the Valley of Might and fells

Peal of the chariots Pulled by ancient beasts Crimson glow in their eyes Heading for the divine fields

In the halls of Odin, Blasts away the voice: "It is time to raise a goblet, Because the son is back at home!"

Secrets of the lightning Riders of the storm Waking up the beast From his deepest drowse

The mighty word from the heavens Once again it's been found The lost rune of thunder Carved in the stone of the Gods

From the cave of a giant Into the eye of the storm Then follows the silence... And the hammer falls