We Are the Flood
We ride beneath the blood-red sky, no name, no crown, no grace
Our banners torn, our honor scorched, yet no one takes our place
The silence screams in northern winds, but still we never fall
We rise from ash, we face the storm, and answer Odin’s call
They brand us wild, they call us ghosts, they spit on what we’ve made
But roots grow deep in frozen ground, and legends never fade
Our hearts beat loud beneath the weight of steel and bitter flame
We hold the fire, we bear the scar, and carry forth the name
No chains will hold, no lies will bend
We break, we build, we don’t pretend
Stand your ground, through storm and fire
We walk alone, but climb up higher
Raise your voice, your name, your blood
We are the flood, we are the flood
The ink they use to write us off will never touch the bone
We carved our names in mountain rock, not idols cast in stone
No tongue can twist what we have earned, no law can cut us down
The soil knows truth beneath our feet, and not your paper crown
You dress your fear in words of pride, and call it wisdom’s path
But honor does not wear disguise, nor hide from holy wrath
The ones you cast into the dark now rise with brighter flame
And every name you tried to burn becomes a warrior’s name
No chains will hold, no lies will bend
We break, we build, we don’t pretend
Stand your ground, through storm and fire
We walk alone, but climb up higher
Raise your voice, your name, your blood
We are the flood, we are the flood
The walls you build, we walk right through
Your world is dust beneath our shoes
We bleed, we heal, we never bow
You lost us then, we own it now
Stand your ground, through storm and fire
We walk alone, but climb up higher
Raise your voice, your name, your blood
We are the flood, we are the flood
