The wind bites cold
The sails are torn
Fury of the fjords
Where legends are born
Axes sharp
Hearts unyielding
Under stormy skies
The clans are wielding
Through frost and flame
The echoes rise
A battle cry
It splits the skies
Rise
Rise
Oh shield-bearers
Rise!
To the clash of swords and the raven's cries
Bold we stand
Where the wild winds call
Rise
Rise
Till the last one falls
Iron-clad shadows on the ridge appear
Drums beat loud
They drown the fear
A thousand oaths
Sworn to the sea
The gods of old
They march with me
Rise
Rise
Oh shield-bearers
Rise!
To the clash of swords and the raven's cries
Bold we stand
Where the wild winds call
Rise
Rise
Till the last one falls
The horn bellows deep
Like a mountain's roar
We strike as waves on a hostile shore
In the fire's glow
Our names are cast
Carved in stone
We are built to last
