Here we stand, on some lost and lonely shore
All that's left to us, empty thrones and broken swords
Shall we watch the sun throw itself into the sea?
Shall we open our veins and bleed?

Here we stand alone, empty days
Here we stand alone, never saved
See the world, watch her shake with rage
At this mass of fools, who mock her holy stage
She will spit them out like so much dust
For this is the age of gold, not blood or love

Here we stand alone, empty days
Here we stand alone, never saved

See the horseman ride in from the sea
See the Wildhunt through the trees
A hand shall come down and tear out the last page
The final act of the final age