| Song | Creations of an Ancient Shape |
| Artist | In the Woods... |
| Album | Return to the Isle of Men |
| See this form of darkness and search its endless feast | |
| Floating through this storm immortal histories | |
| Cold and destructive | |
| Wisdom which hailed from the north crushing all good | |
| With a touch of bare skin | |
| Spread total fear through them hordes | |
| As chaos strikes and weakness dies | |
| Armed in iron weapons | |
| Die to reach the sky | |
| Brave men into battle | |
| Allfather, greet me in your hall | |
| A creation | |
| All it will rise again | |
| Warriors strive for vengeance | |
| Ancient shapes of creation |