Blashyrk My Throne

Eternal tides of thunder sound from the sky
The mountains all go under
Broken from the size
That man has brought upon us
Shall end on this time
The fallen days, father sons
None rule under the sky

Armies of norsemen march here
Under pall of sun
The grounds and forests shattered from warriors sound
To rise again what once was
Fought for under these skies
To rise again what once was
Honor and pride
Blashyrkh,, my throne

The mountainside rises under bleakest sun
Dead warriors rise from the battleground
Under the sign of the darkness they woke
All rise up and the spirits are one
Until your death, never give in
The battle of all is soon to begin
Defending the honor of blood till the end
Gods don't reckon men

But Blashyrkh, my throne
Blashyrkh, my darkness and cold
Blashyrkh, my throne
Under the cold wintermoon

Blashyrkh, my throne
Blashyrkh, my darkness and cold
Blashyrkh, my throne
Under the cold winter moon

Blashyrkh, my throne
Into the darkness and cold
Blashyrkh, my throne
Under the cold winter moon

Blashyrkh, my throne
Into the darkness and cold
Blashyrkh, my throne
Blashyrkh, the throne of the north