Raising the Mammoth

Hellhounds come to me fearless
Spive thorns in this crown
Overlord, show no mercy
Deep root to the ground
We are spawn, we are venom
A devil dwells in the sound.
War drums, the ruthless.
The final stone of the bound
And the fog and the watcher
And the province of hell
Two heads of the lion
Wearing doom on his brow
Lightning fires the mountains
Burns a flame of the will
Now prepare to be taken
As the storm will reveal