Rise, age of remembrance
Rise, winds of war
Rise, spirits of forgotten
Rise, and raise your swords
Hear me, I call the eye of thunder
I stand before thee, gods of land and sea
Shadow has forced our time to hide in darkness
To await a light, a fire to set it free
When in these times one must believe
It is from darkness our time must leave
And when the risen will head our call
Bring forth the end, bring forth their fall
Hear me, for I have heard the voice of wonder
I stood before the valley of the deep
Refound the strength and honour to overthrow those
who put our burning fire to sleep
Having written down the battles
with the blood I left behind
No-one, nothing, shall redeem me
from the task I shall now find
I shall now find
The fire of freedom