Here goes nothing...
A cold wind swept the mountains. Wolf howls are heard in the distance. They reflected of the mountain paths, carrying on for hours. However the iwnd also carried the sound of clanking metal as armed warriors met. Two factions, screaming at the other in rage, calling for blood. Soon the clanking metal turns to ringing as blades meet, showering the ground in millions of sparks. A wolf howls as men fall, screaming in agony. The screams call for wives, children, God, and for death. One faction swiftly gains the upper hand, hacking done the foe. Blood turns the fresh snow into boiling pools of red. When mourning comes the victors collect the wounded, leave the dead, and prepare to depart. Still the screams of men are heard, all crying out in pain, some for loss, others for fear. The crows quickly decend upon them. A wolf howls one final time, and the victors cheer as they leave the blood-stained ridge.
It is rather geeky, lol, very good song though =).