Sincretic - Northern Hearts

Northern Hearts


Without fear
In the northern winds
Honor and pride
Of a northern sons
Blessed by breeze
Form the northern seas
Courage and might
Of the northern hearts!

They
The last gaze in woman eyes
And only tears remain…
And so their lives are
bounty for this land

Now
only their song
can be heard
through the northern wind…
through the northern wind…

“Banners raised high above our helms
Marching with song through the rain
Orders given loud and clear
To send our foes straight to hell!

HAIL!

Gods with us to protect our land
Till the last drop of northern blood
For the future of our sons
We begin the final strike!”

Without fear they march
Up to the hills closer the gods
No one looks back…
Darkness falls…
Time had stopped
When horizon filled with foes
All the thoughts
Had returned to their homes…
Gardens of grief

ATTACK!

Calling the might!
Calling the strength!
Calling our gods to remember names

Those who died
For the northern pride
Rest in peace on Valhalla’s fields

Nothing can
Stop us now
Everything die under our tramp!

Sword with sword
Arm with arm
Together we fight – together we die…