Sons of the North (Extended Version) — Epic Viking Music | Powerful Nordic Battle Choir

⚔️Sons of the North (Extended Version) is an epic Viking anthem crafted with thunderous war drums, Nordic folk instruments, and powerful tribal choirs.
This extended version immerses you in the frozen lands of the North, where warriors rise, legends awaken, and destiny echoes through the mountains.

Perfect for: Viking ambience, battle scenes, fantasy worlds, RPG campaigns, workout motivation, cinematic storytelling, and fans of Nordic, medieval, and epic instrumental music.

🎧 Features:
– Deep tribal chanting
– Nordic folk melodies
– Cinematic battle atmosphere
– Intense rhythmic drums
– Immersive Viking ambience

Let the spirit of the North guide your journey.
⚔️ Honor. Strength. Legacy.

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Lyrics:

Hear the call… beyond the shore,
Ancient spirits rise once more.
Fire in our veins, ice in our breath,
We march through life, we laugh at death!

Cold winds rise from the northern sea,
Echoes call from our destiny.
Blades of honor, hearts of flame,
We ride through storm, we fear no name.

Thunder roars, the ravens cry,
Odin’s gaze from the frozen sky.

We are the sons of the North!
Born in fire, bound by oath.
Raise your horn, let the storm ignite,
Through blood and glory, we ride tonight!

Drums of war in the mountain’s core,
Shields collide — the gods want more.
In our veins, the ancient light,
In our souls, eternal fight.

Spears in hand, the battle calls,
Echoes rise through Asgard’s halls.

We are the sons of the North!
Born in fire, bound by oath.
Raise your horn, let the storm ignite,
Through blood and glory, we ride tonight!

Across the sea, where the dead men dream,
We sail through mist, through fate’s cold gleam.
The runes were carved, the path foretold,
Our saga written, brave and bold.

Flames of dawn on the iron shore,
Voices rise — we fight once more.
Every scar, a tale to tell,
Every tear, a forge of hell.

Wolves will howl, the moon will rise,
Valhalla waits beyond the skies.

We are the sons of the North!
Born in fire, bound by oath.
Raise your horn, let the thunder guide,
Through blood and battle, we shall ride!
With hearts unbroken, eyes alight,
Through storm and shadow,
We claim the night!

Heya! Heya!
Winds of the North!
Heya! Heya!
Sons of the North!
Heya! Heya!
Ride through the storm!
Heya! Heya!
Forever reborn!

And when the world is cold and still,
Our voices echo through the hill.
No fear, no chain, no end of flame —
The North remembers every name.

We are the sons of the North!
Born in fire, bound by oath.
Raise your horn, let the storm ignite,
Through blood and glory,
Through death and story,
We ride tonight!

Heya! Heya!
Winds of the North!
Heya! Heya!
Sons of the North!
Heya! Heya!
Glory and might!
Heya! Heya!
Ride through the night!