

(hahhh-ooooh-ahhh) When the mountain divides and the sky turns to ash
We stand at the shoreline to watch kingdoms crash
With iron and fire we conquer the cold
Raise the shields high!
(hooo-ahhh) Under the northern sky! (yeahhh)
No retreat from the frost,
no surrender to fear
The song of the broadsword is all that we hear
Through blizzards of iron we carve out our name
Ride the wind, break the ice,
we are born of the storm
Keep the heart of the warrior fearless and warm (ahhh-ooooh) (ooooh-ahhh)
Stand
your
ground! (hahhh)