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.
Lyrics: Byron
Music: Jonny Maudling
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