Thy chapel burns with such a blaze that ignites time Thou hast seen a flaming paradise Stone circles praise the ground in which they do reside A deadly storm shall brood as we shall finally reclaim our birthright Through the mist and the woods of the world we'll come baring our sacred flag Our mighty blades shall rid our land all those who shall betray us Our claim is to slay all those who stand in oppose of our name The gods of war are calling us to take up arms I shalt not fear the coming foes across the plains With thine sword thou shalt meet thy fate 2000 years of slaughter My kin slain Beating hearts of vengence Bitter eves of winter Cover your world in frost We are the chosen ones, our fight has just begun It stands for all to see, in cold grim times it be Our claim is to slay all those that stand in our way The gods of war are calling us to take up arms