Warriors of the North-Amon Amarth

We were the warriors of the north Notorious and brave We'd never lost a fight in war We feared not the grave The ruler of this northern court My brother, lord, king He always had our loyal swords But we would feel his sting The ageing king had no decendants No heir to take his throne It filled his soul with fear Transcendent That next in line was my first-born The king's heart grew Full of dark deception Full of foul conspiracy This was when dark days Had their inception And we fell to his vile deceit Robbed of arms, robbed of pride But he spared our lives The fear he had of Oden's wrath Held his vengeful knife With hearts so cold we left our homes Banished from our land A life in shame, a life in grief Until we rise again Winters come, winters pass Twenty wasted years We're ageing men, our youth is gone We will shed no tears Winters come and winters pass Tenty years have gone Like a dream we fade away Into oblivion We are the warriors of the north Notorious and brave We're old but strong as before And we don't fear the grave From the south an army rises They ride under cross of gold From the shades we're called In a time of crisis To defend the king now weak and old As the flames of warfare rage higher We feel our destiny's embrace We are ageing men of an old empire Now we can see Valhalla's gates We! March again First in line To reach Valhalla's mighty gates We! March again March to fight To reach Valhalla's mighty We! March again Give our lives To reach Valhalla's Mighty royal gates