| A new sound heard throughout the land | |
| From which the spirits had left ages ago | |
| Sacrifice and honour replaced by betrayal and usurpers | |
| A trail of sweat and blood, a gathering to the pagan outer worlds | |
| For ages we have wandered | |
| Under the wings of deception | |
| Too long have we been waiting | |
| For the long winter to end | |
| An uprising by those that claim the | |
| Supremacy of | |
| One Against the misleaders of the blind, deceivers of the | |
| Masses Man can no longer claim ignorance as reason for waiting | |
| It is all for the taking, the world for their making | |
| We will gather again | |
| Under the leaves | |
| We will gather again | |
| In honour of the nine nights | |
| For ages we have wandered | |
| Under the wings of deception | |
| Too long have we been waiting | |
| For the long winter to end | |
| We will gather again | |
| To praise the courage | |
| We will gather again | |
| To watch the harvest |