| Why did you disturb the firstborn sons,
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| Whose deafening screams have awoke the Heavens?
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| Thy shield is bloodied and thine hope is shattered,
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| Beg the support and advice of thy Father.
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| Feel the power when we are together?
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| Unite, and the bygone glory won’t blind our eyes.
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| High cliffs guard the stronghold,
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| Where we keep perpetual watch.
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| The old man once told us about a battle,
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| About the way of old times and the change of epochs,
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| And how Father tempered metal,
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| In Heaven’s forge, creating armor.
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| The time has come to wake up from sleep;
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| We’ll breathe in the power of the mountains.
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| The sky rumbles and the horn sounds,
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| Sons of the North are prepared to fight!
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| Twinkling stars charm and lure,
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| The sound of waves crashing against the mighty Drakkar,
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| The cries of the gulls and the howling of the wind high up —
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| There’s nothing more comforting and sweet for us.
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| The time has come to wake up from sleep;
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| We’ll breathe in the power of the mountains.
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| The sky rumbles and the horn sounds,
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| Sons of the North are prepared to fight! |