| Lyrics |
brave sons of the pagan age raisesby the summoning of a wind from the pastsilently watching the valleys belowas the northern light crosses the skyby the light of a thousand firesover the hills of a thousand gravesunholy invocating words have been chantedthe rebirth of the ravens has comewar is the reflection in their eyesglorious again the northland shall becomeand the strength of the pagan ones shall arisebrave sons of the pagan age raisesnorthern steel cuts the flesh of the falsestorms of ancient hate is howling across timeas the lightning rapes the skyand the blaze of the hammer strikesforce the week to kneel for the stongthe rebirth of the ravens has come
|