Sons of the Iron North (Viking Song)

AI generated song.
Lyrics:
Drums of fate… calling us beyond the frozen sea…

Across the storm-lit waves we ride,
Iron hearts and burning pride.
Shields of oak and axes raised,
Forged by frost where the old gods blaze.

Yet fear walks silently with our breath,
Whispering rumors of waiting death.
What if our sails never catch the wind home again?
What of the wives… the children in the rain?

But still we stand, shoulder to shoulder,
Brothers bound by fire, growing bolder.

HEY-AH! HEY-AH! Raise the banners high!
Sons of the Iron North, we ride, we ride!
For glory, for honor, for the stories untold,
Our spirits unbroken, our courage bold!
HO-RAH! HO-RAH! Let the ravens cry—
England’s shores will hear our battle-cry!

Blades that sang in distant wars,
Scars like runes across our cores.
We march with thunder in our veins,
Through muddy fields and crimson rains.

But still at night the fire fades,
And shadows twist with creeping shades.
What if our fate is to fall in this land?
What of the little ones who wait for our hand?

Yet even fear bows to the northern flame,
For we are kin, bound by the same name.

HEY-AH! HEY-AH! Raise the banners high!
Sons of the Iron North, we ride, we ride!
For glory, for honor, for the stories untold,
Our spirits unbroken, our courage bold!
HO-RAH! HO-RAH! Let the ravens cry—
England’s shores will hear our battle-cry!

If we fall, let it be in the clash of steel,
Where the gods can witness the fire we feel.
Let the wind carry word to the ones we adore—
We fought with honor until the final roar.

HEY-AH! HEY-AH! Raise the banners high!
Sons of the Iron North, we ride, we ride!
For glory, for honor, for the stories untold,
Our spirits unbroken, our courage bold!
HO-RAH! HO-RAH! Let the ravens fly—
And guide us home if we should die.