| Mounted men, with axe and shield
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| On their ride through shallow field
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| See your sons oh Vanadis
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| Light my ways oh Manalihs…
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| Freyas Val
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| Woutans half
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| Oaken woods as dark as night
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| Home of those of heathen pride
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| Grant me strength oh Asynja
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| Be my guide oh Valfreya
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| Freyas Val
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| Vingolfs’s pride
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| Herjan!!!
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| When the moon shines bright from the dark black sky
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| We raise our swords to thy hail
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| When the runes are thrown and the ravens fly
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| As a sign of our heathens prevail
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| While the morning breaks through Tenkterian wood
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| While the sun sets the shores aflame
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| There is one thing only which never dies
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| The honour of thy name
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| Foraan!!!
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| By my side my brothers fall
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| Now on their way to Freya’s hall
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| We are yours oh Vanadis
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| Guide their ways oh Manalihs
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| Hjer Foraan
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| Tenkteriar
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| Herjan!!!
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| While twilight covers the blood red skies
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| While the sun sets the shores aflame
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| There is one thing only which never dies
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| The honour of thy name
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| When time draws near for the chosen ones
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| To fall on the blood stained fields
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| Then death will grant us a place amongst
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| Our fathers in the halls of bronzen shields
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| A burning flame as blue as ice
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| Now I can see it in your eyes
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| Be my fate oh Vanadis
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| Through the nights oh Manalihs… |