Lyrics:

Standing, ringwalls of stone
Deepest dungeon
Pass the iron gates
Nor the golden sent dreams

Under towers
That once stormed in sight
That never
Storm

Hill to the elder ravens
On Bergs laid in fog
Forget not the blasphemic
North deeps

Shadows steal our souls
Into what we once were
I’m feeling
They’re taking us there

Closed in time
Who will not pass our gates