Mithotyn In The Sign Of The Ravens
Born like a true hammerchild I was along time ago. Dubbed with lightning and steel in the sign of the ravens. Cold nordic winds sweep across our land with air breathed in the sky. Under the wings of Odins messengers we live. Carrying on our nordic blood from fathers to sons. In the sign of the ravens, our hearts still pounds. To the might of thy hammer, we are eternally bound. In the sign of the ravens, our hearts still pounds. To the might of thy hammer, we are eternally bound. Strong ancient spirits gurdes our way of living, with scenes seen way up in Valhall. When the horn is blown we will stand united in long armoured lines, ready for the eastern treat. We shall fight beneath the sky, as you fight above. We shall all be willing to die, in the sign of the ravens. (Music: Weinerhall/Karl - Lyrics: Weinerhall)
