Feeling the pain
  Inside this tortured frame
  Scrying the past
  Visions in broken glass
  Riding The Wave
  To bring back The Ancient Ways
  Rune Spells be cast
  Dark secret of Holy Mass
  Oh can't you tell
  The Magik is inside The Well
  
  The Triad's flames
  Doth cover all the planes
  Fight to the last
  Be more than war Friction in Mass
  
  Black hail and rain
  Nightmares outside the brain
  Unholy wrath
  Friction that lights The Path
  Knights of the Flame
  Defenders in Odin's name
  Life comes to pass
  The Magik of Hallowmas
  Oh can't you see
  The Fire is inside of thee
  
  The Triad's flames
  Doth cover all the planes
  Fight to the last
  Be more than war Friction in Mass
  
  Sacred Laws of old
  And ancient spells
  Are never lost to those
  Born of The Well
  The icey wastes of home
  Bred into me
  A taste for the unknown
  A hate for blasphemy
  The waters of The Lake
  Purify The Soul
  But wisdom of The Fates
  Always has its toll
  The Fires of Mars have burned
  Inside of thee
  The tides shall soon be turned
  By destiny
  Evil lords of war
  Drunk on virgin blood
  Ram through the door
  Letting loose The Flood
  Titons rise again
  Gorgons of Light
  The wars now begin
  'Tis time to fight
  
  Warriors rise from the grave
  Longships sailing The Wave
  Bloodshed on every shore
  Friction massing from war
  
  Knights of The Flame
  Rise from the grave
  Fight to the last
  Friction In Mass
  
  Too wild to tame
  Setting the world ablaze
  Bards of the craft
  Burning the midnight wax
  Breaking the chain
  Avenging the wrongly slain
  Lords of The Axe
  Servants of Candlemas
  Oh can't you see
  The Magik is inside of thee.