Pride Of The North

An echo in the night
I gaze into the mist ahead
Trying to take a look at what there is inside
Through early morning haze I stare into the lines of petrified young men
I’ll stand my ground to the end.

Stare down the devil in disguise
Who’s got you pale and paralyzed
Go fill the ranks and praise the lion from the north.

The drums are thundering ahead
Towards the field of torn and dead
Exploding fragments tearing through the lines
Be brave till the end.

A raging thunder storm tonight
When war cries fill the night the pawns are marching on
We are forever the pride of the north.

A sickening despair
While guns are blazing terror fills the air
Keep the faith spit in the face of fear
Stare into their eyes
Unleash the volley
Draw your steel no fright
Onwards and into the fight.

The drums are thundering ahead
Towards the field of torn and dead
Exploding fragments tearing through the lines
Be brave till the end.

A raging thunder storm tonight
When war cries fill the night the pawns are marching on
We are forever the pride of the north.

Amidst all the hate
A panic that grows when surrounded by death and confusion
Be brave and fight on until the end.

For the sake of our cause
You shall prevail
A vulture descending
The reaper claims the torn
Through the gunsmoke a shadow
Moves within the soul
The lines start to crumble as panic strikes the bold
When they stare into the face of death.

Stare down the devil in disguise
Who’s got you pale and paralyzed
Go fill the ranks and praise the lion from the north.

The drums are thundering ahead
Towards the field of torn and dead
Exploding fragments tearing through the lines
Be brave till the end.

A raging thunder storm tonight
When war cries fill the night the pawns are marching on
We are forever the pride of the north.

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A raging thunder storm tonight
When war cries fill the night the pawns are marching on
We are forever the pride of the north
Pride of the north.