Through ancient lands, where legends sleep,
Across the plains so vast and deep,
The howling wind, a ghostly cry,
Echoes dreams that never die.
Forgotten kings, their voices call,
Through ruins lost, through ages tall,
Their battle hymns still ride the breeze,
Like thunder rolling through the seas.
Rise again, oh, flames of old,
Let the stars our fate unfold!
Through storm and fire, steel shall gleam,
We ride upon the winds of dream!
The moonlight shines on sacred ground,
Where warriors’ oaths forever sound,
Through mist and time, their spirits ride,
A fire burning deep inside.
Bound by honor, sword, and lore,
We walk the path of those before,
The echoes call, our hearts ignite,
We stand as one, we ride tonight!
Rise again, oh, flames of old,
Let the stars our fate unfold!
Through storm and fire, steel shall gleam,
We ride upon the winds of dream!