

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh
The winter winds are calling out our name (ah-ooh) Inside the storm
we find the sacred flame
We rise from ice,
we rise from stone!
(hey, hey, hey, hey!)
We stand as one beneath the iron sky
(we stand)
Our banner high, we never question why
In the frost we find our destiny
To the end we march! (march!) (ah-ooh!)