[Intro – low choir, slow drums] Hear us now, You who once stood beside us. The north remembers. [Verse 1] We stood guard when the world was split, East against west, fire against snow. While others slept beneath warm skies, We watched the horizon — silent, slow. The giant of the east tested our breath, Red bear pacing beyond the line. We did not break. We did not bow. We were ready then — as we are in time. [Pre-Chorus – spoken / chanted] Ready to fight. Ready to bite. This is not new to us. [Chorus – choir-heavy] We are the north — forged in restraint, Baptized in cold, in blood, in stone. We hunt the giants history sends, No matter the crown, no matter the throne. You do not scare us with size or flame, We have faced worse and stood the same. From eastern storms to western lies, Giants fall — the north survives. [Verse 2] Now the threat speaks with a familiar tongue, A voice we trusted, a shield once sworn. Brother of oath, of shared belief, Now draped in gold and arrogance born. You eye our kin across the sea, Denmark stands — small, but not alone. Touch one stone of our brother’s wall, And you strike the flame the northland soul [Bridge – slow, ritualistic] To turn your cloak, to bare the blade, Against those who called you kin… This is not politics. This is betrayal. [Chorus – darker, heavier] A sword in the back is a sacred crime, One our blood does not forgive. We do not forget. We do not kneel. We remember how to live — and kill. Once the bear, now the eagle preens, Painted loud, drunk on dreams. You were our brother — you chose to fall. Now stand as prey before us all. [Verse 3] The archer stands with steady hands, Arrow drawn, the aim is clear. We hunted giants before you rose, Do not mistake our silence for fear. Steel does not boast. Ice does not beg. The north does not warn twice. When giants step where they don’t belong, They learn the price. [Final Chorus – full choir, war drums] We defend our kin. We honor the old. Oaths are iron, not words you bend. From Denmark’s shore to frozen pine, The north stands whole — until the end. You crossed the line. You broke the bond. Now face the truth your pride ignored: Giants rise — and giants bleed, When the north decides… Enough. [Outro – fading chant] Not afraid. Not divided. Not forgiving. The north remembers.
