[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