Sons of the North

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Blackened skies and frozen rain

We were forged in iron pain

From the fjords we crossed the tide

With the northern gods beside

Wolf blood running through our veins

Thunder roaring on the plains

Every scar a tale we own

Every enemy turned bone

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Hey! Hey!

Raise the fire, beat the drum

The sons of Odin have become

Storm and shadow, axe and flame

Let the world remember our name

Valhalla waits tonight!

Under burning northern light

If we fall, we fall as kings

Carried high on raven wings

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Longships cut the raging sea

No man born can bury me

Hear the battle horns arise

Death is dancing in our eyes

Cold steel singing in the dark

Leaving fire where we march

From the mountains to the shore

We were born to live for war

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Hey! Hey!

Raise the fire, beat the drum

The sons of Odin have become

Storm and shadow, axe and flame

Let the world remember our name

Valhalla waits tonight!

Under burning northern light

If we fall, we fall as kings

Carried high on raven wings

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Ale is spilling, flames are high

Northern spirits never die

When the final snow has come

Still they’ll sing what we’ve become

Warriors carved in ice and stone

The battlefield our only home

And when the ravens call our name

We return to ash and flame.