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my pagan ancestors call my name through the white waterfalls of norway from the dark and misty forests from the mighty snowfilled mountains through the winds of the northern sea it's been more than a thousand years but still i am proud still i am, norse still the father of the north embrace my soul through the white waterfalls of norway from the dark and misty forests from the mighty snowfilled mountains through the winds of the northern sea let the fields and homes turn into fire and blood let the lambs be wolves once again i feel a pagan breeze from the storms of the northern sea let the northland of supreme be the north of my dreams once again through the white waterfalls of norway from the dark and misty forests from the mighty snowfilled mountains through the winds of the northern sea |
