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I know a land

Deep in the north

A place for men of iron

Darkness and light

Power and might

The inner conflict solved as a circle

An ancient rice of supernatural sight

Into a spiritual worlds disguising miracle

Of death and of life

Of eternal strife

For strength and wisdom

And for to survive

And trough fire and ice they were formed,

Through a life that was a struggle...

Supernal

Infernal

Internal arising

While the south is disguising

The nordic titans stood strong and proud

The voice of winter

The voice of woods

The voice of a land,

Where snow and ice are never gone

In ancient times

In the ancient empire

In the time as snow covered the hyperborean soil