Storm is rising
Fire in the sky
Hear the ravens cry
We were born where the thunder never dies
Cold wind cuts through the northern stone
We walk the dark but not alone
Ash on our hands, steel in our name
We rose from loss, we rose from flame
They try to break us, try to bind
But storms are never left behind
Runes on skin and fire*vens fly
We lift our voices to the sky
Hear our hearts like thunder beating
Feel the ground beneath us shaking
From the dark we rise again
We are the storm, we are the flame