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