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