Sullen, 'neath the azure sky
Through sylvan veil obscured
He walks amongst the towering pine
That ancient mountains ward
The heavy tone of tempered steel
Disturbs the sober air
Graceful hand and gleaming axe
That dance before the Winter's glare
Imposing branches break the frozen shroud
Falling 'pon the earthen trail
Of giants hewn and bowed
Lord of the hammer's fall
His potent strikes, the fires ordain
Chorus of embers
Of molten hymn and iron refrain
The stalwart form of his will
In pyre born
Enchants voracious hands
Ardent thralls, t'ward forge and anvil drawn
Lost 'neath the barren crags
Where horizons swell and the steppes divide
He seeks archaic scars
Where open veins and quiescent blood reside
In the furrows of aeons
Dull stone of forgotten paths
That the seasons gnaw and years erode
Will run with the ferrous gore
Of hermetic seam and unbroken lode remote
Call of unfathomed breach
Pull of the twilight glow
He roams from soaring peak
To sweeping vale below
Fortunes of chasm deep and sundered titan fell
Could not his longing sate
Nor fervent hunger quell
Lord of the hammer's fall
His potent strikes, the fires ordain
Chorus of embers
Of molten hymn and iron refrain
The stalwart form of his will
In pyre born
Enchants voracious hands
Ardent thralls, t'ward forge and anvil drawn
Solemn journey, forgotten song
Unspoken calling that leads him ever on
Lord of the hammer's fall
His potent strikes, the fires ordain
Chorus of embers
Of mre born
Encholten hymn and iron refrain
The stalwart form of his will
In pyants voracious hands
Ardent thralls, t'ward forge and anvil drawn
T'ward the hammer
Of Clarent Wingthor