Verse 1

On the throne of iron and carved black stone

Where the banners fall and the trumpets blown

A single hand holds the golden thread

Where the ancient stars and the marchers tread

Through the frost and dust of a hundred lands

One law survives in these weathered hands

Chorus

Iron mind, unbroken reign

He holds the empire through the fire and rain

One crown above, one land below

Where the rivers run and the legions go

A pillar standing in the storm so high

The absolute shadow across the sky

Verse 2

Every kingdom bowed to the eagle's crest

Every war-worn shield laid down to rest

Not by fear alone, but the monolith's grace