| Deep in the north
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| An arctic wind screams
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| Its voice comforts the forests
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| Here warriors of northern hall guard
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| Ice sharp like steel
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| Lit by the moon
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| The wind is voice of our gods
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| Soon these roots will drink much blood
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| Hail!
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| Let this night be one of glory!
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| Fight for your honor!
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| Fight for our Gods!
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| Let it be known!
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| That the north is eternal!
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| It remains untouched!
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| The fullmoon, lights their path
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| A wolf screams to the sky
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| Six times one hundred men
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| Holding hammers high
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| To the Golden Hall, they will ride
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| For Odin they will die
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| This land of forest and ice
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| Dormant, it shall always lie |