Laga, Ragalor - LAST STAND

Cold Winds Cry Across the Sea
Old Ravens Sing of Destiny
Though Scars Remain and Banners Bend
The Hearts of North Shall Never End
We've Known Defeat, We've Known the Pain
Returned Through Snow and Freezing Rain
Broken Shields and Weary Eyes
Yet Still We Heard the Warhorns Rise
They Called Us Cursed, They Called Us Weak
As If Our Fate Was Sealed Beneath
But Storms Don't Choose Who Wins or Falls
They Test the Souls That Hear the Call
Hey-oh... Hear the Old Drums Beating
Hey-oh... Feel the Cold Winds Screaming
Though the World Says "No More Fighting"
Still Our Wounded Hearts Keep Climbing
Another Scar Upon Our Skin
Another Dawn Waiting Within
One More Step and Hope Remains
New Shadows Came with Endless Might
Darkness Swallowed Hope and Light
Mighty Armies Crossed the Land
And Fear Spread Fast from Man to Man
Yet Under Banners Old and Worn
We Swore Our Oath Before the Storm
If We Should Fall Beneath the Rain
We'll Answer Fate and Stand Again
No Perfect Path Was Carved in Stone
The Bravest Hearts Are Battle-Grown
Hammer Falls and Mountains Shake
Still the Fearless Never Break
Pain Will Fade and Wounds Will Heal
Only Broken Wills Will Kneel
Lose Today but Not the Flame
Storms May Change but Not Our Name
True Victory Belongs to Those
Who March When No One Else Still Goes
The Gods Never Promised Easy Days
Nor Endless Songs of Pride and Praise
But Every Wound and Every Scar
Reveal the Strength of Who We Are
For While the Soul Still Guards Its Flame
No Battle Ends Before We Claim
Raise the Banners, Strike the Ground
Let the Northern Drums Resound
Knocked Us Down a Thousand Times
Still We Walk Through Frost and Fire
Not by Falling Are We Judged
But by the Times We Rise Enough
As Long as Breath and Faith Survive...
Our Story Lives!
The Ravens Fly Beyond the Snow
Yet Onward Still the Brave Men Go
For Every Fall Is Not the End...
But One More Step...