"The Call" lyrics

Echoes from the west, great hammers will fall
Under high rocks all will answer the call
Bring us your arms, pariahs of yore
All faces turn now to war
Exiles of the ash stare through crimson glow
Guards of the north sing their songs of the snow
Bring us the breath of the marshes and rain
Courage is rising again!

War will weather the souls of the lost
Stand together whatever the cost
Shields will falter and many will fall
Time has come for us all
To answer the call
To answer the call

Pride of summer's shores guide the voices of kings
Children of bark, they will tighten their strings
Bring us the wits of the warm southern sands
Clouds over all of the lands

War will weather the souls of the lost
Stand together whatever the cost
Shields will falter and many will fall
Time has come for us all
To answer the call
To answer the call

White Gold, burning sky
(For the souls of the lost) Purify
White Gold, burning sky
(For the souls of the lost) Purify

War will weather the souls of the lost
Stand together whatever the cost
Shields will falter and many will fall
Time has come for us all
To answer the call