The wicked wind is howling and it’s screaming out my name
Above the ring of fire, the necromancer reigns
With thunder and lightning, he enforces his command
Of evil, lust and violence, destruction rules the land
Chorus:
Children of the Storm
On and on we run
Children of the Storm
Trying to find the sun
With wrathful hearts we’ve scaled the fortress
Whose summits reach the sky
In vain we roared and were defeated
His majesty reigns high