Ragnarok (Uk) Where Once Ravens... Lyrics:
I hear a voice of wisdom called as soft as thunder
in the storm. Bringing the glory tales of those
who went before. Where once ravens flew.

Where honour rode in the faith of the true a
Hammerheart would know not fear. With banners
shining high and swords, which were drawn to
defend. Where once ravens flew.

But now this land, this land once pure and wide
and free, this land is cursed; faith lost by those
who could not see. But still the ancients call,
awake the hearts of all who would believe. A voice
of wisdom calling us to war. Now rise up, fight,
be free.

O one-eyed god on your throne in the sky, I feel
thy wolves and ravens near. I hear thy son ride
upon the storm, the hammer shining as our guide.

Arise the sons of northern thrones, Allfather's
calling us to war. Fight for our home, this land
which once was our. Where once ravens flew.

And again ravens fly. Soar into the havens on
wings of blackest night, screaming the glories of
ancients past they rise from the slumber of ages.
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Wisdom. Thought. Memory. The call to remember, to
reawaken this ancient heart so lost in the passage
of time. Ride once more. Ride upon the north wind,
caressing the gentle breeze that rages within the
storm. Spread wide to catch the wind, to catch the
storm. See how they fly once more held high in the
faith of the true. And the swords, the swords,
raised up again into the vast and blue wide hall
of ancient dreams, glinting in the sunlight. See
how they shine. See how they glisten. An ocean of
shimmering silver steel bathed in the morning
light of reborn glory. A Glamour of metal and
voices raised high in the hails of our
forefathers, the ancient hails to the gods of the
north wind awaken, and we, the sons of the north
wind, the sons born to these northern thrones, we
hail thee. Odin, Odin, Odin, Allfather we hail
thee. Ride at our side once more. Reach out with
the great and lofty Gar-spear to guide your chosen
sons to reclaim our rightful thrones. Ancient
thrones. Thrones secured by the blood of all our
fathers who now dine in glory at thy side. Thy
ravens above us, so beautiful they stand in pride.
Honour, glory, victory. This victory ours, Sigtyr.
Til death, til glory, til victory, til Valhallr
greets us with gates so wide and open, welcoming
thy sons to our homes in the sky. Ravens above us,
held high in faith that we never fall. And the
Hammerheart, the heart that beats so strong and
true and constant, never to cease, never
forgotten, for we never die that glory gain but to
rise once more in splendour beyond the reason of
mortal sight, to reclaim these lands once ours' to
restore the heart of ages.
Lyrics: Where Once Ravens..., Ragnarok (Uk) [end]