Here we stand, in the land of frost and fire
Where in each living person’s heart
Burns a small fire
But a small fire may grow and burn ever brighter
It will burn a great distance and lead one towards their desires
But fire does not burn in one who is not living
Their mind filled with hate
And heart locked up tight
With frost on the lock
These creatures know no pain and have only one desire
To decimate their foe and ***** out their fire
These creatures stand tall and their numbers grow larger
If we do not stop them now, their frost will put out the fire
Do not fear bearers of flame
Thou enemy will fall, in the glory of flame
A battle is brewing
Between frost and fire
Frost may have strength in numbers
But the flames endow ones desire
And our desire is victory
Among the battlefield
Where the enemy will fall and their numbers will yield
So it begins, the sound of steel clashing fills the air
Within an instant the sound clears the air
We are victor, the ones who bear flame
We shout to the Heavens, so that they know our name
The land once known as frost and fire
Is now known only as the Land of Flame