Paroles de Son Of North

Ota perkele pahin poikasi Joka on pitempi itseasi Mene pimeahan pohjolahan Paivan paistamattomahan. Rise son yet no man Ice anoint, cold baptize Old names cast aside Frostborn Son of north Onto the arms of war Son of north Rise son yet no man One eye of white with raven's sight Your life it belongs to this land And demise our vermillion guide Trail ahead foreseen Is dark indeed And devotion heeds Mere wisps in between Dead begotten son When threads are few They must be strong Deliver us from life