The White Flame

Now the kingdom has fallen
The northern realms lay in waste
Cintra in ashes, aflame
The Peasantry cries, their queen
Calanthe, the lioness, dead
Cirilla, Their princess, fled

Now on high the Ard Feainn flies
Sixteen rays of blinding light
Coat of arms to Nilfgaard's might

Emperor, Imperator
The White Flame, Emhyr Var Emreis

Emperor, Imperator
The White Flame, Emhyr Var Emreis

The White Flame dances on the grave of his foes

War will bleed this kingdom dry
Siege Machines and battle cries
Shining steel and Cavalry
Nilfgaard wrath for all to see
The quest to find the lion cub
Kneel before the throne of Flames
Slake the Earth with northern blood
Crush who stand before the blade