This sword of steel that I hold in my hand.
Ore of this mountain.
A sword of this land.
Made for a king when the elders were young.

To guard us and to guide us in an age since long gone.
A sword to protect the peace in troubled times.

A sword made to battle and to take a life.
This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.

Here among mountains and snow.
This sword will be one with me. Body and soul.
All of me will be delivering each blow.
Slung on my back. Oh, its powers I feel.

I can hardly wait to try its steel.
A sword to protect the peace in troubled times.

A sword made to battle and to take a life.
This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.

Here among mountains and snow.
Behold its sharp beauty. Just look at its shine.

This sword was forged in fire and ice.
This sword is the backbone of the life that I know.

Here among mountains and snow. Now I am ready.
To let this old sword sing again.