That's a shaman's music song after the battle of the frozen throne.

I'll give you a video URL, potato's.

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Storm, earth and fire, listen to my call.

I am the son of wind and rain. Thunder is calling, and I hear the call.

If I die today, I will fall in the battle.

Listen to me, guys. Gather the wolves, we're going to fight

The drums put out the beating heart. Inner howl

Storm. Dark clouds filled the sky.

Earth. Listen to my battle cry.

It's on fire. Lightning will bring

Death. From the power of the tribe

Warsong prophet

Clans are very important. We like heroes.

Feel the power and energy. Blood born in black is still glorious.

Feel the burning flame in my veins. Lightning strikes at my command.

Storms and the earth. Axe and flame, we come to claim this land.

Storm. Dark clouds filled the sky.

Earth. Listen to my battle cry.

It's on fire. Lightning will bring

Death. From the power of the tribe

Surrounded by the enemy The wolf among hounds

The thunder turned into silence. Sekta Hunder came to knock me down.

Brother Wolf fell beside me. I will die with honor.

On the altar of the storm. I will be reborn

Storm. Dark clouds filled the sky.

Earth. Hear my fight.

Ferry. Thunder will bring Fox.

Death. Because I have been born again.

Storm!

Earth!

FLRE！

Death!

Tribal power!

Storm, earth and fire, listen to my call. ...

I am the son of wind and rain, the summoner of lightning.

If I die today, I will die on the battlefield.

My brothers, ride the Wolf Warrior and fight!

The drums are ringing, the blood is boiling, roar as much as you like!

The storm and dark clouds covered the sun.

Earth, listen to my roar.

Flame, accompanied by lightning.

Death, the power from the tribe ...

Descendants of the warsong tribe,

We like heroes,

Feel the power and anger from black blood.

Feel the burning flame in the blood vessels and let the lightning obey my command.

Storm and earth, axe and war, let's conquer the world.

The storm and dark clouds covered the sun.

Earth, listen to my roar.

Flame, accompanied by lightning.

Death, the power from the tribe ...

Surrounded by the enemy, the wolf warrior is among the hounds.

Lightning and thunder became calm, and I fell down.

The wolf warrior brothers around me go first, and I will die gloriously.

On the altar of the storm, I will be reborn.

The storm and dark clouds covered the sun.

Earth, listen to my roar.

Flame, accompanied by lightning.

Death, rebirth ...

Storm!

Earth!

Flame!

Death!

Tribal power ...