Freya Heart Of The North

Ancient light reflects within
Her eyes
Mist is arising where the raven flies
Daughter of the north, born of snow and gale
Leading spirits
Through the winter veil
Golden tears
Are falling on the cold hard steel.
Only those who fall
Know the truth she'll feel freya goddess
Of battle
And grace leading
The ancient race.
Falcon wings
In the solid night, holding the keys to
Valhalla's light.
Hail
To her
Chariot thunders through heavy clouds
Breaking through the silence and the funeral shouts.
Steel in her hand, fire in her soul
She takes the fallen
And she makes them whole choosing
The heroes
The brave and the bold
The greatest of stories that
Were told
Runes are glowing on the river stone.
The sacred magic is hers alone
NORTHERN LIGHTS DANCE ACROSS THE SKY
UNDER HER GAZE THE SHADOWS DIE
GODDESS OF battle
And grace
Leading the ancient race
Falcon wings in the starlit night
Holding the keys to
Valhalla's light.
Hail the lady, queen of the north yeah