The wailing of the mountain winds has called us once again
Back to ancient shores of old where once we proudly reigned
We shall return with burning hearts, reclaim what is ours
Invade the land of promise, leave none alive
Breath the dawn
A new age has begun
Feed the anger
Our will shall be done
Thrashing into savage seas breaking waves in two
The breath of Nemed drives the sail, the shore comes into view
We swarm among your precious lands like the blackest plague
It is ours for the taking, it shall be ours
Embrace the rising sun
Cast in stone our legacy
Our wanderlust has brought us to this place
This is where we belong
And where we will remain
We are memory turned myth
We are legend incarnate