From frozen soil beneath the storm We gathered fire within our hearts The ancient oaths were never broken The moon still burns above the dark Through valleys drowned in ash and sorrow We carved our path with iron will Their banners fell into the abyss Their voices silenced by the wind Taste of victory Taste of triumphant fire We rise beyond the broken weak Crowned by storms and sacred night No chains remain upon our spirit No fear survives beneath our gaze The ancient blood still floods within us Like wolves unleashed through dying flames The forests echo our returning The stars awaken one by one Old spirits walk beside the fire Their ancient kingdom has begun Far beyond the grief of ages Beyond the ruins of forgotten wars We ascend through silent heavens Untouched by weakness evermore Taste of victory Taste of eternal pride Their shadows fade beneath our triumph Their names consumed by sacred light We stand victorious through the darkness Exalted by the northern skies Our voices roar through endless mountains Immortal flames shall never die
