[Intro — Chanted Invocation] Hey-ya, hey-ya… Rise, Crimson, born of flame… Hey-ya, hey-ya… Steel and thunder speak your name… [Verse 1] Crimson walks where the mountains wake, A path of fire in every step she takes. Red-braided fury in the winter gale, A stormborn will no foe can quell. Forged in battle, shaped by the cold, Her legend bright, her spirit bold. The ravens gather at her command, For Crimson’s strength ignites the land. [Chorus] Crimson! Flame in the northern night, Bearer of steel, bringer of light. With thunder at your back you rise, A stormborn spirit in mortal guise. Crimson! Strength of the ancient land, Fire in your heart, axe in your hand. Through ice and shadow, through roaring skies, Your saga lives and never dies. [Verse 2] Across the fjords where the cold winds moan, She walks with gods yet stands alone. Her shield defies the bitter storm, Her courage fierce, her valor warm. Villages gather to chant her tale, Of Crimson strikes that never fail. A guiding star for the weak and lost, A blazing beacon through iron frost. [Chorus] Crimson! Flame in the northern night, Bearer of steel, bringer of light. With thunder at your back you rise, A stormborn spirit in mortal guise. Crimson! Strength of the ancient land, Fire in your heart, axe in your hand. Through ice and shadow, through roaring skies, Your saga lives and never dies. [Folk Interlude — Whispered Chants] Blood of the earth… Wind of the highlands… Guide Crimson home… [Final Chorus — Climactic] Crimson! Rise with the northern fire, Your spirit fierce, your fate entire. Let every mountain echo your roar, For your name shall thunder forevermore. Crimson! Guardian of the flame, The world remembers your honored name. Through storm and steel, through death’s cold tide, You ride eternal—strength as your guide.
