Lion from the North [Gustavus Adolphus]

[Verse] Golden banners wave across the field, The northern lion rides with fire in his eyes. Against the tides of war, he will not yield, A crown of steel, beneath the stormy skies. [Verse] Through smoke and blood, his name will echo, Fearless in the face of the enemy’s tide. Every strike a testament, every step a vow, The northern lands swell with his pride. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the drums, the horns of war, The lion roars, he leads them all! [Chorus] Lion from the north, the battle calls your name, Through fire and shadow, you rise to fame. With sword in hand and heart untamed, Your legend burns, your glory never waned! [Bridge (instrumental / vocal ad-libs)] [Guitar solo + orchestral swell] [Choir layers echoing] “Lion… Lion… Lion from the North…” [Verse] The enemy trembles where he stands, Yet mercy guides his noble hand. A warrior king, who shapes the land, The northern lion, unbroken, grand. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the drums, the horns of war, The lion roars, he leads them all! [Chorus (repeat, bigger, with choir & organ)] Lion from the north, the battle calls your name, Through fire and shadow, you rise to fame. With sword in hand and heart untamed, Your legend burns, your glory never waned! [Outro (soft, fading, ethereal)] And when the cannons fade to quiet, The northern lion stands eternal, a guiding light.