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)