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Hammer of the Thunder God AI : Bjǫrn Járnsíða (Album version)

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[Verse 1] Iron-side boy on a burning shore Smoke in his hair Salt on his tongue Ragnar’s name like a brand on his back People bow People stare They all whisper “Here comes the son” [Prechorus] Longship cuts the wave Wind howls through my hair Father's blood in my veins I'm a descendant of Odin I'm the son of Ragnar I'm Iron Side I'm the son of Ragnar I'm Iron Side [Chorus] Bjǫrn Járnsíða Heart like a hillside stone Bjǫrn Járnsíða Carries a kingdom home From the red sea foam From the long road’s roar Bjǫrn Járnsíða Swears he’ll be more than the stories before Bjǫrn Járnsíða Name like a hammer on the shield line Bjǫrn Járnsíða Storm in his blood Frost in his spine Bjǫrn Járnsíða Roaring where the whiteheaded waves climb [Verse 2] Wolfheads watching from the timbered hall Old blood feuds Old men drink He just sharpens his blade by the door One more raid One more ring One more grave on a foreign shore [Prechorus] Longship cuts the wave Wind howls through my hair Father's blood in my veins I'm a descendant of Odin I'm the son of Ragnar I'm Iron Side I'm the son of Ragnar I'm Iron Side [Chorus] Bjǫrn Járnsíða Heart like a hillside stone Bjǫrn Járnsíða Carries a kingdom home From the red sea foam From the long road’s roar Bjǫrn Járnsíða Swears he’ll be more than the stories before Bjǫrn Járnsíða Name like a hammer on the shield line Bjǫrn Járnsíða Storm in his blood Frost in his spine Bjǫrn Járnsíða Roaring where the whiteheaded waves climb [Bridge] Was it fate Or a father’s sin That wrote his path in the ravens’ spin? He lifts his shield To the freezing sky “I am my own name I bleed I rise” [Prechorus] Longship cuts the wave Wind howls through my hair Father's blood in my veins I'm a descendant of Odin I'm the son of Ragnar I'm Iron Side I'm the son of Ragnar I'm Iron Side [Chorus] Bjǫrn Járnsíða Heart like a hillside stone Bjǫrn Járnsíða Carries a kingdom home From the red sea foam From the long road’s roar Bjǫrn Járnsíða Swears he’ll be more than the stories before Bjǫrn Járnsíða Name like a hammer on the shield line Bjǫrn Járnsíða Storm in his blood Frost in his spine Bjǫrn Járnsíða Roaring where the whiteheaded waves climb