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Thrym - 4. Battleborn dalszöveg

Born of a harsh land
Children of the north
Forged by the wild
Tempered by the cold

Honorbound and merciless
Feared by all who oppose
Sons of the Allfather
They march into battle with pride

Battleborn
Hear the cries of havoc
No fear or remorse
With fury of the storm
Baptized in blood

Marching with heads held high
Echoing their warcry
Striking fear into
The hearts of the foe

Born again in the heat of battle
Their true nature is revealed
When the turmoil subsides
Only the strongest remain

Battleborn
Hear the cries of havoc
No fear or remorse
With fury of the storm
Baptized in blood

With animalistic rage
Fire in their eyes
Spreading fear in the hearts of the weak

Dreaded are the norsemen
Who feel no pain
The chosen men of the gods

On the eve of battle
With ravens two
Watching over whom
Courage holds true
The allseeing eye
Favors the brave
Over scorched fields they march
No mercy for the defeated

Death is certain
No odds to grim
Cries of anguish
Their everlasting hymn
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