Crushed by your prophes of dread
 Death-fire, mist, blood and wine
 Torn like a rose from the vine
 So you run to the hills to divine
 What is left of your fortune and find
 Victory is mine underneath a savage sky
 Victory is mine from the darkness I have won, oh
 Sad ghosts of old victories
 Come crowding the fields where cleaved
 Locked in immortal embrace
 Handsome as Death's Iron face
 I will run to the hills where you hide
 Seeking vengeance for all of my kind
 Victory is mine by the hammer and the nine
 Victory is mine from the mountains to the sea
 Victory is mine noble tears and kingly pride
 Victory is mine under shadows I will fly
 The thunder meets at twilight by the serpentine
 No blood running in these veins
 Just the blackened ice of the river Styx
 Swirling through a heart of stone
 Victory is mine underneath a savage sky
 Victory is mine by the power and the sign
 Victory is mine final darkness, kingdoms fall
 Victory is mine under darkness, I am all
 Oh Emalaith, oh Emalaith,
 Sworn by the light of the moon
 I will be here with you soon
 Victory is mine