Heathen Throne

This hate inside me
It is constantly growing
Years of hollow lies
Made pagan hatred rise.

They came with their troops
Destroying land and roots
Abominations under the sun
They and their poisoned truth.

One by one my people fell
Under their deceptive spell
How many sons of the
Northe, had to fall
Before our eyes could see
This isn't how it should be!

"Under the Northern star
We shed our blood
With the call of a battle horn
We raise our swords
Behind the fields of blood
There's a haven for us
Deep in the woods of the North
Rises the Heathen Throne"
[Kalevala]

Upholder of the skies
For too long has your name been
Despised
Give us your strength and courage
When we meet our nemesis
On the shores that used to be
The place we called home.

Our land and faith are raped
Somehow they're going to pay.

Grant us your revenge
We are not afraid of death
Let none of them ever more, EVER MORE
Lay a hopeful gaze upon the sky!