Like the lion I pride the plains
To walk in my dominion without fear and I reign
Like the wolves that feast from the forests pain
To become something magnificent in nature
A new kingdom forged by silent storms
I walked through the mountains and took on new forms
For the ancients I hold the eternal flame
Which will flicker in the valley of wind and rain
I forge the hammer to recognize creation
I use the hammer to pound the spike
I swing the hammer to reveal annihilation
I wield the hammer for the conquering Rike
Fire
The fire within will endure glacial storms
For I am born from the primal forge
A gleaming weapon the symbol of might
A mighty weapon to forge great swords
An earthly presence of great power
To bring order to the court in the darkest hour
The balance of man tips the scales
And forfeits nature's pride
If I die my mountains will crumble upon you
As my trees lash the sky