Songtext von Ancestral Pride

The Fathers Of Norsemen Will Summon You ! Tyr, oh great and wise warrior-lord You lead our fathers through the mists For their blood will flow in our veins For their fire will fill our heart with pride Glorious were the times when the drekars Appeared in the fjords, determinated To defend faith and beliefs of our ancestors May they strengthen our will to fight His Vastness Tyr Shall Reign His Vastness Tyr Shall Reign "Oh great father of warriors, thou might I ask: Where have gone our brothers in blood? Why have the birds left the Norseman's realm? Who now sits on the Darkland's throne?" "Son Of The Cold Earth, to thou I shall confirm The rising Northland will prepare its tomb If brothers shall not rise their swords and fight To fill their heart with ancestral pride. "