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Beneath the frozen
sky we stand
With iron gripped in
calloused hand
The mountains shake, the oceans roar
As we march onward
to the
war
Raise the banners,
sound the horn
A brand new empire
is born
We ride the wind,
we claim the throne Through storm and fire,
we walk alone Our names engraved in mythic stone! (ha!)
The rivers run
with molten gold
The ancient prophecies
unfold
No shield can stop
our final stride
With gods of thunder on our side
We walk alone... In mythic stone...