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Over mountains
Through frosted hillsides
Nordic twilight
Arctic sunrise
Breathing cold air
Bearing cold steel
Spilling warm blood
On wintry battlefields

The land where we stand divides
And death comes from the skies
He shouts with the power to shake the aurora
A man from the north who was born on the snow
The flesh of a man and the blood of a dova
The will of a warrior, a hero arose.

Through the cold earth
Where ancient dead lie
To the highest peak
To hear the greybeards’ cry
To the ruins
To find the key of time
To the afterlife
To fight for mankind

A wind from the north
Will carry my voice
A throat from the south
Will harbor my shout

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