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Under Norve's starfilled sky |
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In a forest so deep and wide |
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Eight hooves are thundering |
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By the mountains darkest side |
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In the shadows two grey shapes |
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Hungry stalking their prey |
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A long time has passed |
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Since they went away |
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This is the call for a great man's return |
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Longing for the old age, let this world burn |
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I yearn for retribution, |
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I want fields stained red |
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Odin show us that you're not dead |
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Northern king... return |
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Follow the path we make, longer for every day |
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Warlord... return |
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Your eyes in the sky will show you the way |
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Northern king... return |
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We will be waiting, thousands and thousands of men |
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Warlord... return |
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Together we will drink, fight, die and live again |
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Under Norve's starfilled sky |
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In a heathen forest deep and wide |
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Sleipner calm is standing |
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With Odin by his side |
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By his feet two wolves are lying |
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Feeding and resting in the night |
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A long time will pass |
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Until bloodred snow becomes white |