Raging storms,
Endless fog,
Homelands are a haze.
Crushing waves,
Fearsome rage,
The sea takes her revenge.
Wait, what’s up wonder?
The moon lights the shore…
Storm the fortress, draw your swords.
We’ll find our destiny!
Over the hills,
To lands far beyond,
We will go where no one has gone before…
Across the sea,
To lands not yet know,
These sagas aren’t written, they are sung!
Towers old,
Stone of gold,
We take all we can see.
Kill them all!
Burn their halls!
You now answer to me…
This is an old world,
The men quake with fear…
Storm the fortress, draw your swords.
We’ll find our destiny!
Over the hills,
To lands far beyond,
We will go where no one has gone before (for glory!)
Across the sea,
To lands not yet know,
These sagas aren’t written, they are sung!