We ride endless blackened waves To the land of our kin Snow lords, kings of northern seas Brought us home again True hearts gathering up our will Conquered what we chose Black wings lead us to the fray Gave us victory Legions stood against us They tried to make us pay But never faltered or failed We are cunning - Ravens guide our way
Crossfire lit the northern shore Never stopped our return Not force, driven by our fate Gave us victory
Legions stood against us They tried to make us pay But never faltered or failed We are cunning - Ravens guide our way