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Rise Forth

The ancient mountain holds the scepter of might
Through 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

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