March of the Northern Clan (Instrumental Version)

The frozen winter sky welcomes me home

Locked in a field of ice, my ancestral throne

Into the darkened light, I shall return

Feast in the torches' glare, they all will burn

Oh, though the sun is gone, we'll march far and long

Over mountains and snow-capped hills we will stand

Reach out and claim this land by our hand

So we ride, and we fight, for our clan of iron and ice

To ignite the sacred flame that binds our swords to the light

And we ride, and we fight, for a graven power to wield

We hold up the ancient blade that sings our song through the night

On fearsome beasts we ride to southern lands

Off through the frozen wastes to save our clan

The gods will sing their songs of our tales

Cloaked in the battlemist, a howling gale

Oh, though the sun is gone, we'll march far and long

Over mountains and snow-capped hills we will stand

Reach out and claim this land by our hand

So we ride, and we fight, for our clan of iron and ice

To ignite the sacred flame that binds our swords to the light

And we ride, and we fight, for a graven power to wield

We hold up the ancient blade that sings our song through the night

The sun is dying, and the world grows colder

A clan of warriors living

in a frigid mountain range decide

the only way to save their people is to march south

into the hostile lands

The March of the Northern Clan

So we ride, and we fight, for our clan of iron and ice

To ignite the sacred flame that binds our swords to the light

So we ride, and we fight, for our clan of iron and ice

To ignite the sacred flame that binds our swords to the light

And we ride, and we fight, for a graven power to wield

We hold up the ancient blade that sings our song through the night

Ride, Die, Iron, bloody ice