A golden light illuminates the stone
And breath of fire burns to lead the lost
The days are gone when once we stood alone
Now hearts of red beat strong against the frost

The shining ghosts of glories past remain
But now they light the way towards dreams to be
To silver prizes won through blood and rain
The golden sun has come to set us free

The songs of ages past will ring throughout
That hallowed hall that all we've come to fear
The time has come to pass, there is no doubt.

The strength within is breaking down the frost
The time has come to reunite the lost.