Across the Giant's Blood - Ereb Altor

many long nights of the cold moon has passed

sheltered from the white with burning fires inside

dawn has come to the shore of the north

the ice is breaking and black the sea

speaks to me in its ancient tongue

the ocean the blood of Ymer

the disc of fire have returned to rule

the wind fills my quench for hope

blood must be given to the God of thunder

to guide us and help us to prevail

the battle against heavy rain to cross the giants blood.

setting sails on the ship of oaks

guided by the lights in the sky so black

the fire in my heart shall never extinguish and become dust

the shield line must hold

a chain of shields unbroken

swords shall swing

with the Gods on our side

Tor give me the strength to strike all down

bronze horns will sound over the hills

the sound of fear for all those who knows

the men of the north is coming

Oden invite me to your hall if I die