The peaks of Seyhr point blindly to the sky Surrounded by an endless tide On ancient permafrost forever cloaked in snow For aeons lived a lost forsaken tribe Under the second moon of the era of Ikkuz Duthamic faith forever changed A thousand cracks appeared on the immemorial face Of the frozen isle’s mountain range May the Flame rise upon me As a storm upon the sea Child of ice, you shall break free All hail the Iceborn one, Praise for thee! May the Flame rise upon me As the winds upon the trees Grant me life for all to see “And the mounts of Seyhr shall open wide, unleashing the might of the Elements!” Burn! By the will of an unknown Mekra, A forgotten tribe was granted with new life through the Iceborn Flame and chosen to be the spark of a new era, Blessed to rule Danaii with pure glory and divine vigour! May the Flame rise upon me May the Flame rise upon thee May the Flame rise upon me As a storm upon the sea Child of ice, you shall break free All hail the Iceborn one, Praise for thee! May the Flame rise upon me As the winds upon the trees Grant me life for all to see “O, bringer of life, melt our chains and lead us to a New era of celestial glory!” Iceborn Flame, arise!