I see a battle in ruins of stone
No soul is present and void of might
Like the fury of lightning and the fury of
In the mystical past, once standing high
I see a battle through the travel of time
In the empty field I stand
With a blood once dripped with pride
In the forest before me is a ghost of war
One thousand years ago, a spirit of iron will
Rise like the sun, shine as a star
Burn hot as fire, crush like a hammer
You are the fury, you are the night
Rise above the ruins
Raise your sword with pride
Shouts and lightning
A vision for rising