In frost and fire we have been born
Fed to the flames
Cast forth, out to die in the eye of the storm
By runes inspired, we shall awake
Selves to reclaim
Break the chains and arise at the sign of thunder's call
Where the pious reign, with weapons of fear
Messianic claims, madness of Lear
Read your tablets of stone, all shall adhere
Place yourself on the throne, fall on your spear
By moon's pale light oaths' we shall take
Sworn to the blade
Our doom we shall face at the sign of thunder's call