my pagan ancestors call my name   through the white waterfalls of norway   from the dark and misty forests   from the mighty snowfilled mountains   through the winds of the northern sea      it's been more than a thousand years   but still i am proud   still i am, norse   still the father of the north   embrace my soul      through the white waterfalls of norway   from the dark and misty forests   from the mighty snowfilled mountains   through the winds of the northern sea      let the fields and homes   turn into fire and blood   let the lambs be wolves   once again      i feel a pagan breeze   from the storms of the northern sea   let the northland of supreme   be the north of my dreams   once again      through the white waterfalls of norway   from the dark and misty forests   from the mighty snowfilled mountains   through the winds of the northern sea