Sons of the North

Killing in Atlanta Springfield P.A. All across the highways And down to 'Frisco bay Back in New York City Getting followed too What's that in the mirror? All this time in disguise Was it just the mist? Oh no Get me out Of this dream, yeah Hey Kiss tr

Lift up your swords Drive off the enemy! Take arms Protect our homes! This sacred land is forever ours, Inheritance of the legendary Viking gods. This stretch of frozen forest and beyond Hov. as far as the eyes can see, are the birthplace of our holy

In the lands where winter is king, Where deep forests primeval still Crown brooding mountain-peaks, There reign as lords the sons of the North! The Viking blood is strong in them, They descend from a race feared by men - Their Drakkars are seen ploug

Odin's two ravens are on the wing - See them soaring o'er the battlefield: Their deep, dark eyesare fixed On the honored dead that lie thereon Ravens on the wing - With coarse voices sing An epitaph of glorious deeds Of the fallen Vikings! Spreading