From North

We are born of cold and barren land Where the wind hardened our will We were forced to travel stormy seas And never to give in We lit the fire, Flames growing higher Lead us toward to the fight (to the fight) Give me your hate, I taste your fear Your last mistake, The end is near We are born of cold and barren land Where the wind hardened our will We were forced to travel stormy seas And never to give in, We lit the fire, Flames growing higher Lead us toward to the fight (to the fight) Give me your hate, I taste your fear Your last mistake, The end is near From North, we carry on With the flame burning strong in our hearts From North, will of the one We are here, we will light up the sky I wake to the call to come Will I go to the corner of the world? When my time comes. From North, we carry on With the flame burning strong in our hearts From North, will of the one We are here, we will light up the sky From North, we carry on With the flame burning strong in our hearts From North, will of the one We are here, we will light up the sky