Your god isn't here- she is dead

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