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When the mist of morning fade away

And vanish in the light of day

We begin to feel the presence of the sun

On the Hersir's call we charge them all

With promise of an endless hall

And the tables full of brothers lost

The bravest of all

For the sake of every battered soul

They must walk the line of sorrow

On the darkest trails we stand the test of time

To the gates of the northern sky

Honour and glory will never die

Angels at heaven’s door

Will guide you through the dark

Over land and the mountains high

Leaving tonight

It's my last goodbye

Die by the sword and pray

And close your eyes

You hear the raven's cry

In the shade of pine and birch we stay

And read the sun to find our way

Over sticks and stones we march towards the north

Under pale moonlight we plod the trail

In heart and mind we cannot fail

And the tables turn we reach the shore

At dawn we set sail

For the sake of every battered soul

They must walk the line of sorrow

On the darkest trails we stand the test of time

To the gates of the northern sky

Honour and glory will never die

Angels at heaven’s door

Will guide you through the dark

Over land and the mountains high

Leaving tonight

It's my last goodbye

Die by the sword and pray

And close your eyes

You hear the raven's cry

In memory of our brothers carved into stone

We send their ashes and bone

Farewell on grave boats burn

To the gates of the northern sky

Honour and glory will never die

Angels at heaven’s door

Will guide you through the dark

Over land and the mountains high

Leaving tonight

It's my last goodbye

Die by the sword and pray

Die by the sword and pray

And close your eyes

You hear the raven's cry