\"Yllä harmaan korven korpit Hurme tämän kansan roudan sulattaa, Katso kuinka kansi taivaan, Kutsuu se meitä tumman virran taa, Heikot vaipuu kuohuun sysimustaan, Sankarit kun astuu joen rantaan, Halki laulu raikaa, se veljiä tumman virran taa.\"
[English translation:]
Above the darkened woods, ravens sing. As flows the people's blood, to melt these frozen grounds. See how the sky, how curve the heavens us. It beckons, calling us, to the lands beyond the Dark Stream. Those weakened, the Darkest of Streams shall drown. And when those riverbanks will reach. The sounds of singing, across eternity shall echo. Calling our brothers, to journey, afar, the Dark Stream.