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Eternal strikes of thunder

Sound from the sky

The mountains all go under

Broken from their sides

That man has brought upon us

Shall end on this time

The fallen days for all sons

None rule under the sky

Armies of norsemen once marched here

Under pale a sun

The grounds and forests shattered

From warriors sound

To rise again what once was

Fought for under these skies

To rise again what once was

Honor and pride

Blashyrkh my throne

The mountainside rises under bleak a sun

Dead warriors rise from the battleground

Under the sign of the darkness they woke

All rise up and the spirits are one

And till your death never give in

The battle of all is soon to begin

Defending the honor of blood till the end

Gods don't reckon men



But Blashyrkh my throne

Blashyrkh my darkness and cold

Blashyrkh my throne

Under the cold wintermoon

Blashyrkh my throne

Blashyrkh my darkness and cold

Blashyrkh my throne

Under the cold wintermoon

Blashyrkh my throne

Into the darkness and cold

Blashyrkh my throne

Under the cold wintermoon

Blashyrkh my throne

Into the darkness and cold

Blashyrkh my throne

Blashyrkh the throne of the north