The ancient mountain holds the scepter of might Through the ice and to the sea, propose a toast to the enemy From the depths we have arose, to reclaim the throne A rumble from the blade, the day now reigns
Rise, forth, and reclaim your throne
Rivers of blood, flow strongly, through icy gates Searing the earth's defiled ground, and burning skies
Through the mountains snow white summit, Ancient hymns sung into the night In the eclipse of frozen time, An army guards the altars shine Like wolves we shall feast, Barbed spears and swords so sharp Let it rain blood and fire at the foot of the throne