Blasphemy (traditional Arcan ballad; see historical character Nuarlan Doethwaill)

The cold winds blows against my eyes, I fuel fire within
Holding a grudge against myself and all my wretched kin.

I rode upon the Northern winds with them long times before,
But my world came down in ruins and now I wish their fall.

Firelighter, your own kernel why do you maim?
Summerbringer, blasphemy is indeed thy name.

My princess Weirna's waiting in the stronghold of Cranor,
And Mardan's rampant eagle gleams on my deeds of valor.

Let fire vanquish all the dreams I once proudly held,
Until I'm sure and secure that Arcans are quelled.

Firelighter, your own kernel why do you maim?
Summerbringer, blasphemy is indeed thy name.

Chenush-Grok, give me the strength for that's my utmost need;
Let me forget I am born of the accursed breed!

The cold wind blows against my eyes but I see through my tears:
My skin and hide is only mine and not anymore theirs.

The cold wind blows upon the field that will soon be death's domain,
And no cold wind will blow, my Lord, on this world not again!

Firelighter, your own kernel why do you maim?
Summerbringer, blasphemy is indeed thy name.

Eagle vs Tiger (Arcan battle song)

Fire eagle, you're so bright,
Burning away six month's night;
Tell me, what you're coming for?
We got enough of your world war!
Uwah, uwah, uwah!

Fire eagle, you're so proud
To have torn down the Sacred Shroud;
I will kill you, once I swore,
You twisted evil carnivore!
Uwah, uwah, uwah!

White tiger with claws of steel,
Seize this sly bird, break its keel:
Before my dead child it will kneel
Its feathered skin he will peel!
Uwah, uwah, uwah!

White tiger is in my blood,
Freezes again the ruined crud,
Sheaths my sword in crystal ice,
Cleans the world from ugly lice!
Uwah, uwah, uwah!