This is the dusk of the week!

Northern storms are silent,

Yet it blows in the north

Northern Kings are sleeping,

Yet Kings rule

Ten centuries of torment

Of a northern soul

But soon the hammer shall strike

This is the dusk of the weak

The dawn of an age of....strength!

Oh'Hail the mighty Kingdom

That from the ruins shall arise

Oh'Hail the mighty Kingdom

Beneath the midnight skies

Northern storms are no longer silent

Northern Kings do no longer sleep

Oh'Hail the mighty Kingdom