"Long ago, in frozen lands Swarm of helmets rides Where flesh of a warrior lived Who faced all his enemy's indeed
His life he spends To prove his worth Not for flesh of humans But for his Viking goal !
Not born to kneel Before cowardness hand But to strike and kill Those who spit nordland!"
This is the story for all My northern sons Rise! from ice and never fall My wise ones A great realm awaits, a Hall My Asgardian warriors!
Northern sons! Frozen legacy In sword strikes Of coward enemy Northern melody Of the rights!
As they fight never in vain the honor side will remain In their cold blood in night with fire scars of light.
Only for the truth of steel proud to strike and kill Waiting for a new victory Valhalla's new story.
Northern sons! Strike! And avenge!
Northern sons! Fight! And rise!
Drinking for the wind blow cold drinking for the Wolf's freedom A bless for Allfather's Eye Odin sons, under the sky.
Swords dancing from the north a battle for the earth Legacy of the avenging souls Northern sons!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.