This is the dusk of the week!
Northern storms are silent,
Yet it blows in the north
Northern Kings are sleeping,
Yet Kings rule
Ten centuries of torment
Of a northern soul
But soon the hammer shall strike
This is the dusk of the weak
The dawn of an age of....strength!
Oh`Hail the mighty Kingdom
That from the ruins shall arise
Oh`Hail the mighty Kingdom
Beneath the midnight skies
Northern storms are no longer silent
Northern Kings do no longer sleep
Oh`Hail the mighty Kingdom
