To the north, ride, ride son of wrath to the north
 proudly bear your father's sword, proudly bear your crest
 proudly hold your head up high and stand up to the test
 of skill at arms and courage against despair
 of noble spirits bound to rise against the force of tyranny

 "For my father, for my grandfather, for all the noble ones you've slain
 I swear this oath of vengeance, and vengeance be my name
 For all the weak enslaved and shackeld by your cruel reign
 I swear this oath of vengeance and vengeance be my name.."

 Ride forth with hate in your heart
 Ride to tear his kingdom apart
 Not for glory and not out of pride
 But for your father who so bravely died

 And so he rode clad in furs with sword in hand
 to the north, into the darkest land
 where evil reigned to make his stand
 his honour to defend

 To the north, ride, ride son of wrath to the north
 proudly bear your father's sword, proudly bear your crest
 proudly hold your head up high and stand up to the test
 of skill at arms and courage against despair
 of noble spirits bound to rise against the force of tyranny

 "For my father, for my grandfather, for all the noble ones you've slain
 I swear this oath of vengeance, and vengeance be my name
 For all the weak enslaved and shackeld by your cruel reign
 I swear this oath of vengeance and vengeance be my name.."