my pagan ancestors call my name

through the white waterfalls of norway

from the dark and misty forests

from the mighty snowfilled mountains

through the winds of the northern sea



it's been more than a thousand years

but still i am proud

still i am, norse

still the father of the north

embrace my soul



through the white waterfalls of norway

from the dark and misty forests

from the mighty snowfilled mountains

through the winds of the northern sea



let the fields and homes

turn into fire and blood

let the lambs be wolves

once again



i feel a pagan breeze

from the storms of the northern sea

let the northland of supreme

be the north of my dreams

once again



through the white waterfalls of norway

from the dark and misty forests

from the mighty snowfilled mountains

through the winds of the northern sea