Often the wanderer was on the road
To look and fulfill what the norns had told
Creating heroes with iron wills
To let them die for Valhalla's pride

We see the world - like the forefathers
We respect their way - their way of life
We try to live - like they do
We forge the hammer - of the north new

We are the sons of the north
We live the ancient rites
We are the sons of the north
Of the forgotten tribes

We won't serve in heaven won't rule in hell
Our place is in asgard where all the gods dwell
Look to the sky the two ravens fly
They show you the way to live with honour and pride

We see the world - like our forefathers
We respect their way - their way of life
We try to live - like they do
We forge the hammer - of the north

We are the sons of the north
We live the ancient rites
We are the sons of the north
Of the forgotten tribes