Nord Thunder

Blade wounds in the sky Salt on the skin The taste of shackles The cry of ravens over the fire We are going Let's go Let's go The rings of his armor tremble on his shoulders Shields Like rocks In the hands of steel Across the ice and across the ashes to foreign shores Wave after wave under the blue temple Eyes Like the wind Cutting the fog Laughter through blood The Charred Mill Whoever greets us will become sand We're writing a saga with our own scar. The Northern Thunder is us This is us Our old dreams resound The Whirlwind of Axes Flashes of victory The Viking is coming To return — no Northern thunder Split the heavens Let the strip itself tremble in fear Prohibition melts like ashes in bonfires The Viking is coming There is no retreat Blood on the rune Smoke at the temples Gold — dust on the edges of the chests The main trophy is the look of those Who's alive Shoulder to shoulder means Having already won Ship Like a wolf The surf breaks Every blow is a vow behind your back How many storms will there be? How many times do they fall — so many of our shots The Northern Thunder is us This is us Our old dreams resound The Whirlwind of Axes Flashes of victory The Viking is coming To return — no Northern thunder Split the heavens Let the strip itself tremble in fear Prohibition melts like ashes in bonfires The Viking is coming There is no retreat Someone was praying, but we couldn't hear the words. The roar of our hearts drowns out love Steel on bones is our ancient vow We take the victory If there is no choice , the Northern Thunder is us. This is us Our old dreams resound The Whirlwind of Axes Flashes of victory The Viking is coming To return — no Northern thunder Split the heavens Let the strip itself tremble in fear A cry through the century Through cold and light The Viking is coming — there is no mercy here