Thunder Sword of Freedom

The ground may tremble when the giants walk. But we refuse

to break beneath their talk. I feel the heat that radiates within my hand.

The acts of fire forged for this free land. The storm may rage,

but I will not retreat. I fight for the promise that your love makes

sweet. I watch the clouds divide and skies grow bright. The ancient secret

source of all our light. I see the future written in the wind.

This final war is fought for where our path begins. Hear the clash

of thunder, swords on steel. The only power that this broken world can heal.