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
North 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]
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
North 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]
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