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Brave sons of the pagan age raises
Brave men from an era of paganism are emerging.
By the summoning of a wind from the past
Summoned by a force reminiscent of the past.
Silently watching the valleys below
Quietly observing the valleys below.
As the northern light crosses the sky
As the aurora borealis moves through the sky.
By the light of a thousand fires
In the glow of numerous fires.
Over the hills of a thousand graves
Across the hills where many are buried.
Unholy invocating words have been chanted
Forbidden, mystical phrases have been spoken.
The rebirth of the ravens has come
The resurgence of the ravens is now happening.
War is the reflection in their eyes
Conflict reflects in their eyes.
Glorious again the northland shall become
The Northland will regain its glory.
And the strength of the pagan ones shall arise
The power of those who follow the old pagan ways will emerge.
Brave sons of the pagan age raises
Brave men from an era of paganism are emerging.
Northern steel cuts the flesh of the false
Northern weaponry pierces the deceitful.
Storms of ancient hate is howling across time
Ancestral animosity echoes through time.
As the lightning rapes the sky
As lightning violently streaks the sky.
And the blaze of the hammer strikes
And the forceful strike of a hammer's blaze.
Force the week to kneel for the stong
Weaker entities are compelled to submit to the strong.
The rebirth of the ravens has come
The resurgence of the ravens is now happening.
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