Giants, we are the breed of ancient might
We stand our ground against the wind
Creating markings of the night
Among them secrets to find

Warriors above the hills and firmament
Shall fall and rise from such defiance
Bring mysteries of old again
Receive their signs by moonlight

When the runes inside the golden walls
Are unfolding the unknown
(The northern, the northern stones)
They remain for those who heed the call
Standing tall, behold the northern stones
(The northern, the northern stones)

Thee immortals who keep on following this road
So few have traveled shall begin
To trace the bridge and your abode
Among the secrets you hold

Warriors beyond such riddles you will see
Engraved to journey cross the Highlands
Those mysteries shall carry thee
Upon your homebound rainbow

When the runes inside the golden walls
Are unfolding the unknown
(The northern, the northern stones)
They remain for those who heed the call
Standing tall, behold the northern stones
(The northern, the northern stones)

When the runes inside the golden walls
Are unfolding the unknown
(The northern, the northern stones)
They remain for those who heed the call
Standing tall, behold the northern stones
(The northern, the northern stones)