Ironside from Long Nights by Winterblade
Tracklist
5. | Ironside | 3:42 |
Lyrics
Born in winter
His blood as pure as snow
The Great Heathen Commander
Lands upon the shore
Bound beside his brothers
He seeks a Viking’s fate
To cast his father’s killer
To the pit of snakes
Oh!
Fist up for the Ironside
Sword blessed by the Raven’s sign
Bred true as a warrior
Ruled all of the frozen land
Fooled death as a younger man
All knelt at his iron hands!
From islands to the rivers
They paid his soldiers off
And yet his thirst for glory
Never stopped
Look upon this barrow
Where Kings of Sweden lay
He claimed the realm completely
In bygone days
Laid him down at last
Credits
from Long Nights,
released January 6, 2020