
Terror climbs up from Earth’s core
Breaks through hard ground
Offers its strength
We seize it
Dread demands we listen to keening pines
Whispering crows
Through prophecies of new fates
Our leader learns of our fears
Complaints from old gods curse his mind
Demonic furies train his lies
For him we must fight like dogs
And gain such victories
As shall win his shining hell-town
He will live in its high castle
Rent our hearts and sell our souls
Our fears have become our lives
Tonight we toast his greatness
As the storm rolls in
The sea rolls on