Nomans Land - Breath Of The North lyrics

Upon the wave's foamy crest,

Astride the dragon of the sea,

He brings trouble on his wings,

On his mighty wings

The hand holds steel

And someone's life on it.

There's thirst for glory in his eyes,

And gleams of funeral pyre.

Breath of the north will fill lungs

And give you power.

The dragon bares its teeth.

Blood of his foes he'll drink aplenty

Upon the Ting of their armours.