- A Son of the Sword
I rode for the moments once under red sky
Born for the wars fearless inside
I fought for the honor, great kingdoms and ground
Once proud a warrior northborn a son
Gods live on to battle kings live under sigh
Warriors hunger blood with death in the eye
I´ll strive for the moment die by the steel
- All Blackened Sky
A Dying Skyline Cold From Wind And Rain
Autumn Of Darkness End In Fire And Flames
North Blows The Wind And My Sight Is Afar
Along The Coming Of The Northern Stars
Fires Burnt Under These Skies
Here Ancient Norsemen Once Brought Us To Pride
A Heathen Force Is To Rise On These Days
The Sun Still Fanding Soon Clouds Of Black Rage
- Legends of Fire and Ice
Fiends of the gods to war we ride
Over the black mountain far over ice
Fields of war before us now ride by my side
Warriors of the north hold your swords high
Ride forth the stallions black all free under sky
You´re all born of legends and blood throughout time
All men of iron, cold steel and pride
- March of the Norse
Dethroned Worlds On Fire Under The Ice
All Who Shall Be Men Soon Come To Rise
I'm A Man Of Mountains I Stand My Side
A Man Of The Forests A Man Of Pride
The Wars Between Us So Choose Your Side
Those Who Oppose Us Be Damned To Fight
We're Men Of Iron We're Men Of Might
Behold The Power Against The World We Rise
- Over The Mountains
Over the mountains again wandering above the plains
Far up on my mountainside under the fiery lights
I call my world the mountains of fire
I am watching the flames I call my world
The mountains of fire and flames
Upon the mountain I stand horizon sights at my hand
Watching all over the sky at one with burning light
I call my world the mountains of fire
- Over Тhe Mountains
Over The Mountains Again
Wandering Above The Plains
Far Up On My Mountainside
Under The Fiery Lights
I Call My World The Mountains Of Fire
I Am Watching The Flames
I Call My World The Mountains Of Fire
- Under the Great Fires
Rise gods of the fierous black burning skies
Raise hammers spears and swords high on your ride
Along the great legends born of fire and ice
Warriors on horses attack from the mountainous sides
Fires shall flame to the skies all battalions stride
Alliances stand line by line hordes of men armoured to die
Fight warriors of norse while death glances in your eyes
- Where Gods Once Rode
Once shadows called I saddled my horse
To the heights I rode over misty mountains
Through days of cold I battled by the sword
From wars blood I drank the flaming breath of strife
The gods were young none ruled under the sky
At the end of worlds began the time of alliance
Forsworn to gold, men sold their sword to kings