Elvenpath Northern Son
The saddest day for all the world came in the Moon of
Mead
When the heart of Nordlands ever greatest son did cease
to beat
The hordes gathered throughout the lands, fell to their
knees in grief
And cried a thousand tears in agony and disbelief
Oh bitter came the mourning times, the sun gives no
more light
For one who meant the world to me has passed into the
night
So hordes of warriors in the world, this requiem be
sung
For Nordlands greatest warrior that died so very young
Forever be thy name remembered far and wide
The thirteen candles burn for you like for all those
who died
The hall up high may welcome you, through blood by
thunder ride
And on your quest for timeless life Valkyries be your
guide
A burning ship of lifeless glory, to nowhere it must
sail
I raise the horn and drink to thee, loud be called out
thy hail
And though we know that life cant last, all men must
die the same
I know one thing which never dies, the honour of thy
name
Valhallas gates now open wide for northern son
Now sits by the side of fathers long time gone
Called way up high by gods of thunder, wind and rain
You are in our hearts and ever will remain
The blood on ice is frozen in the home of those once
brave
Under the runes the wheel of sun, a call from out (of)
the grave
The wind of mayhem brings on day of wrath the dragons
breath
The reaper sings an ode of war and blood and fire and
death
When blood and soul on Vinlands blooded shore have
turned to grey
By the lake of fire the mourners clad in black in Asa
Bay
And bearers of a hammerheart know when this world is
gone
After his death theyll see the resurrection of the
northern son
And wherever I may ride I know youre always there
And in the thick of fray and fight I know youre always
there
Into the dark the hammerheart shall send a shining
light
So let this song of hail to you ring loud into the
night
Valhallas gates now open wide for northern son
Now sits by the side of fathers long time gone
Forever in my heart your spirit will remain
And in the hall of fallen ones well meet again