Verse 1 Cold wind moves through the northern fields The earth remembers every scar Stone and fire beneath our heels We know exactly who we are Verse 2 Old wooden halls and burning pine Smoke that dances with the sky Every road and ancient sign Tells us where our fathers lie Chorus This is the land that made our bones Iron roots beneath the snow No king rules these ancient stones Only those who dare to grow Verse 3 Ravens circle silent skies Watching stories yet untold Steel is truth that never lies And hearts are forged in northern cold Chorus This is the land that made our bones Iron roots beneath the snow No king rules these ancient stones Only those who dare to grow Bridge Violin cries across the hills Drums like thunder slowly rise Final Chorus This is the land that made our bones Where the northern rivers flow If the gods should call us home Still our legend here will grow
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