Blizzard would pierce the heart with the pain of Snows
The Spirit would rise in the Wrathful Fury
Through the brightest moment towards the Eternity
All the Mysteries would be revealed
The Secret of the Pride would appear
The Secret of the Bravery, the abomination of the fall
At once you'll forget the carefulness
At once you'll step towards the death with faith
Its' joy to spill the Blood
For the Sacred Land
Would shine upon you as a light of one thousand stars
The warcry of your brothers
It would be for you
The call through all the weakness, the bridge
Through the cowardness
Spit with scorn upon the barking dogs
The mud doesn't hold any memory
With your generation you would march hand in hand
Fight 'till Death for the native snows
A storm roaring in the night
...hatred
Dusk glean with the coldness
...hatred
Raven soaring in the distance
Beholds revenge
Glare, blackest glare in his eyes
-inspiration
At the first sound of the battle
Charge into the fight
Tearing all apart
The Spirit is born
Shadows for the age of yore
Rush in the twilight
Scarlet blood of sunrise
Remains in Infinity
Skies rip open with the thunder
Proud Spirit of the North returns!