Beneath the shroud of northern skies,
Where winds like whispers rise and sigh,
A horn is blown, a call forlorn,
Echoes the name of **Gallahorn**.
Born of frost and timeless lore,
It sings of battles, love, and more.
Through jagged peaks and shadowed glens,
It stirs the hearts of gods and men.
With mighty brass and winds that weep,
It guards the dreamer's twilight keep.
A song for Skyrim, vast and free,
A hymn to Nordic destiny.
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Wave (.wav)
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4:14.457
File size
64.2 MB
Sample rate
44100.0 Hz
Bit depth
24 bit
Channels
Stereo
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