Winter is waking The heavens are burning Sailing the tides Where the gray waters rise Echoes of kings Underneath freezing skies Darkness may fall But the ember survives Carry my name while the legends are alive
Sailing the tides to the ancient stone throne Through the heavy blizzards and the breaking of bones If the oceans crash down then the embers turn cold Our saga remains in the songs of the old Look, iron in the grip when the waves start to crash Frost on the breath when the shield walls clash Red and the black where the weak don't stand Leaving our mark on the dangerous land Beat in the chest when the war cry sounds Reign like a storm when we step on the ground Walk through the flame I don't feel the heat Rulers will fall at the top of the beat Never back down when the mountains divide Hold up the banner with the kingdom inside Built out of granite I'm steady and clear If the throne opens up then the master is here
Sailing the tides Where the gray waters rise Echoes of kings Underneath freezing skies Darkness may fall But the ember survives Carry my name while the legends are alive
Sailing the tides to the ancient stone throne Through the heavy blizzards and the breaking of bones If the oceans crash down then the embers turn cold Our saga remains in the songs of the old Burst through the dark with the blade in the hand Fire in the blood taking over the land Born in the frost where the giants once tread Ash on the ground where the warriors bled Watch how the rhythm is switching the pace Lightning is striking, we run in the race Hunted like bulls when the midnight is near Step in the path and you run from the fear I bring the freeze when I enter the room Voice like an earthquake delivering doom Heroes will rise where the iron was cast Now the whole world is the war with the blast
Spirit of steel Never will kneel Into the night Ready to fight
Sailing the tides Where the gray waters rise Echoes of kings Underneath freezing skies Darkness may fall But the ember survives Carry my name while the legends are alive Sailing the tides to the ancient stone throne Through the heavy blizzards and the breaking of bones If the oceans crash down then the embers turn cold Our saga remains in the songs of the old