The Dragon Tide - Tad Morose

Watching the hills from the tower up north

He sang, no he bellowed a song to the glory

To the power of Karak Azul

His heart now uneasy

It would not be stilled

A sickening stench, an odour of greenskin

Like so many years before

Trollslayers, trollslayers mighty and proud

Trollslayers now meet your fate

In this battle you die

For you surely will die

The dragon tide will sweep you away

The dragon tide will darken this day

Lord, King, see the skies

Oh, worse this our doom

Accursed be this day

It’s memory be black

Riding the winds dragons fly

They drop 'hind our lines

They strike from above

Clansmen stand proud

Stare death in the eye

Riding the winds dragons fly