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Rise ForthThe ancient mountain holds the scepter of mightThrough the ice and to the sea, propose a toast to the enemy From the depths we have arose, to reclaim the throne A rumble from the blade, the day now reigns Rise, forth, and reclaim your throne Rivers of blood, flow strongly, through icy gates Searing the earth's defiled ground, and burning skies Through the mountains snow white summit, Ancient hymns sung into the night In the eclipse of frozen time, An army guards the altars shine Like wolves we shall feast, Barbed spears and swords so sharp Let it rain blood and fire at the foot of the throne |