Fall, fall, the earth drinks deep
Rivers run, the sorrow, they keep
Deep down, the dragon here sleeps
Age old, the memories forever weep
We shall not forget
We shall rise again
And our cries shall tremble the hearts of men
As the sun has set
On this fallen land
And the dawn of our winter is now at hand
Upon the seat of kings
The wind sings a story
Of might and of glory awakening
As we sail away
On the day's dawning
The oceans are calling us on our way
Hail, hail, our fallen kin
Can you hear the song they sing?
Age old, the silence rings
Deep, down, the dragon is wakening
We shall not regret
As we turn away
And the wind will carry us on our way
As the sun has set
On this fallen land
And the dawn of our winter is now at hand
Upon the seat of kings
The wind sings a story
Of might and of glory awakening
As we sail away
On the day's dawning
The oceans are calling us on our way
As we ride we are one with the breaking day
As we wade our way deeper into the fray
As we fight we remember them
Grieving the fallen
Their voices are calling us, far away
And as the stones here will stand for 10000 years
And the rivers will run with our falling tears
For the ways now forgotten
Our wisdom is broken
The knowledge unspoken for us to hear
Upon the seat of kings
The wind sings a story
Of might and of glory awakening
As we sail away
On the day's dawning
The voices are calling us on our way
Hail!
Hail!
Hail!
Hail!
