Here, but no longer
Only the wolf goes free
Look deep into the flame
There is truth in what you see
I follow the path
My heart, my honor
You can say what you want
That circus of yours can burn
Hear the horn blare
The shadow fell on us
Look down into the well
There is truth in what you see
Foreign is the war cry
The voice of blood speaks
Are you ready?
This is our place
No point in praying for us
The thread is spun
A thousand scars, no regrets
When fate plays out for us
We stand together
Of us, for us
Sons and daughters of heathen blood
Throw the runes
Let the roots grow
The key is yours
Brø¸ brothers and sisters of Norse blood
Throw the runes
Let the roots grow for you
Heaven burn
The cairn burn for us
Then it will be quiet
Then it gets dark
See the evening smother the glow of the day
And it becomes calm
See the shadow rise
See the wounds heal
And the flames
The flames are rekindled
Sons and daughters of heathen blood
Throw the runes
Let the roots grow
The hearth is lit, and the will o< br/>Brothers and sisters of Norse blood
Throw the runes
Let the roots grow for you
The sky burns
The hearth burns for us