I am the son of the Wind and Rain, Thunder beckons and I heed the call,
If I die upon this day, in battle I will fall...
Hear me Brothers, gather up the wolves to battle we will ride.
War drums black-out the beating heart, howling from inside.
Storm, Black clouds fill the sky
Earth, hear my battlecry
Fire, and Thunder will bring forth
Death, from the power of the Horde...
Farseer to the Warsong Clan
(Something)
Feel the power and the energy, born of black blood honouring still(or is it honour and zeal?)
Feel the Fire burning in my veins, the lightning strikes at my command
Storm and Earth, Axe and Fire, we come to claim this land
Storm, Black clouds fill the sky
Earth, hear my battlecry
Fire, and Thunder will bring forth