Steel Horizons

{epic horn of war blowing,

distant thunderstorm, waves crashing against the wooden hull,

slow heavy tom-tom

beat} (hoooo-aaaaah) Behind the mist,

the shoreline fades Under the gaze of iron blades

We carve our path through freezing foam

Leaving behind the warmth of home

{rhythm guitars pause, clean chanting vocals swell}

We sail where the wild winds blow

Over the black

deep below (haaaa-hooo-haaa)

Ride the swell, divide the sea

Bound to where the north winds lead

Odin, watch our sails unfold

As we march for lands untold!

{double-time double-bass kick, roaring brass} The stars are cold,

the current strong

We sing our ancient travel song

No fear of depths,

no fear of graves We are the masters of the waves

{fast-shredding minor-key guitar

solo, classical

sweep-picking, pounding relentless double-kick drums} Bound to where the winds lead...

(hooo-aaaah) {acoustic tagelharpa fading,

waves crashing on

rocky shore}