Northern Daughters

Hear our voices across the sea.
Through the dark we carry the flame.
Ice winds whisper through the sleeping timber.
Silver moonlight crowns the mountain place.
Every heartbeat wakes our inner fire,
Rise again.
Born where floors meet the ice cold waters.
Ravens wheel over fields of snow.
Mother stories make our spirits stronger.
On we go.
Hands together as the storm grows louder.
Stand as one for every heart and home.
Hear our footsteps roll like distant thunder.
We are one.
Oh, hear our voices across the sea.
Through the dark we carry the flame.
Northern borders arise.
Steel may shatter, but
I will grow stronger.
Smoke may hide the road beyond our side.
Grief will forge our souls to live in armor.
Hold the line across valleys where the old fires glimmer.
Daughters rise under blood red skies.
Those before us still are marching with us,
Through and singing the night.
Oh, of courage, not the thirst for conquest.
We stand ready for a king and lamb.
Let our voices strike the sky like thunder.
Here we stand.
Under the stars we find our wounds.
Out of the dark we find our way.
More dark to hand to hand.
We are the fire.
No dark can drown.
Hear our voices across the sea.
Through the dark we carry the flame.
Northern daughters arise.
We are the fire.
We are the