Текст песни Son Of The North

Dead hands, breath like smoke, name in the sand Father's hangs on the wall His few hard words carved in my skull Fire dies slow, eyes on the door If you can't stand, you are no more I am a son of the north Bone and blood and oak I carry weight, I carry war I stand, I break, I hold I am a son of the north Storm in my aching throat I fear the gods, but not the dark A man is hammering hope Oh, oh, oh Brothers fell, names on a stone Silence taught me how to be old Hold the line, even alone Give them my back, never not once I am a son of the north Bone and blood and oak I carry weight, I carry war I stand, I break, I hold I am a son of the north Storm in my aching throat I fear the gods, but not the dark A man is hammering hope Hope Who am I when the war is done Just two rough hands and a fading Sun Still I rise to the same old load A man walks on till the end of the road I am a son of the north Bone and blood and oak I carry weight, I carry war I stand, I break, I hold I am a son of the north Storm in my aching throat I fear the gods, but not the dark A man is hammering hope