Behold the kingdom of the north Raise the banner to the skies of dark Honour your post and defend the throne The winter kings into war they ride
Norþerne Brōga
Ancient strife under haunting moonlight Strike their flesh free of remorse The battlefield flows with blackened blood Glory to those who gave their lives
The bloody barons repelled to the seas From where they came they now retreat Earls are killed before the sword's edge Savaged on the field of slaughter
Eager for glory as the land's overran The warsmiths hammer your enemies Brave warriors that thwart the invasion They defend the isles once more
Norþerne Brōga
Control of the north as countless men are slain Streams are flowing with the endless dead as the toll begins to rise Over the meres you shall return To your battered ships Though any sense of unity will be short-lived in these lands Five young kings fall in battle
Hail to the north Hail to the frozen north The mighty war has just begun
Norþerne BrōgaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
