Heaven burns, the stars are falling
As the sinners draws nigh.
Sound the call, Guard and miners,
"Burn them all!" our battle cry.
Face the heathens, never waver,
God will lead us from the sky.
From the cliffs of golden mountain,
Holy shine will blind them all.
Bound by blood and Iphar's glory,
Hold the line until the light.
Hold the line against the night. 

Rummutusta
Rummutusta

Forwards all my Iphar brethrens,
As the sinners draws nigh.
Sound the call, Guard and miners,
Victory lies on that way.