So we feast tonight at Northern
Gate
We have won the wars of late
Hold your head up high tonight

Have another horn
Even though we won the war today
They will find another
way
Don't give up without a fight
Take what give the norn

I see ships on
the horizon bleak
I know whom they come to seek
They will find
I'm not alone

They won't come at ease
Maybe leaving them alive was wrong
Even
though they were so young
So I reap as I have sown
Not a moments of peace

Show your swords
Drive them down
Hold my hoards
Give no
ground
Show your swords