O' mighty Northland,
Mother of us all,
Your earthen womb has nourished our crops.
O' mighty Northland,
Father of us all,
You gifted us the secret of steel.
O' mighty Northland,
Benevolent guardian,
Eternally you have sustained us.
O' mighty Northland,
Forged in the flames of antiquity,
Do your mountains still thirst for blood?
1 | Scinlæca |
2 | Upon These Stones |
3 | The Scouring |
4 | That Which is Now Forgotten - 597 |
5 | Fyrgenstréam |
6 | Black Moss |
7 | These Isolated Lands |
8 | Those That Crush the Roots of Blood |
9 | Leódum On Lande |