Dawn on the frozen tundra (wersja 2)

Verse 1 – male vocal

Wolves run through the campfire smoke

Frozen air like a steel blade that spoke

Ice on the fjord starts to crack and break

Winter's coming — we don't wait

Sled dogs sniff out the wind in my hair

Polar bear fur lining against the cold air

Rime ice glints like the silver on our spear

The land is quiet but I am not here

Pre-Chorus

I can feel it — deep in my chest —

Ragnarök is coming, we're at the crest —

Hold your ground like a Viking shield wall strong!

Chorus

Dawn on the frozen tundra

We don't wait for the end of winter

Hold fast to what's ours until it's done

Dawn on the frozen tundra — we run

Rime ice cracking, frost on the blade

Sled dogs howl in the cold, grey shade

I won't leave this land or what we've made

Frozen tundra rising like a war-made

Verse 2

Snowdrifts blowing across our battle line

Cairns stand like sentinels of fire and stone

Northern lights flicker through the polar sky

We're not waiting for the sun to come up high

Every hunter in this village knows my name

I've tracked wolves through blizzard and ice-shroud flame

The land is wild but we won't be tamed

This cold will break us, but we don't surrender

Pre-Chorus

I can feel it — deep in my chest —

Ragnarök is coming, we're at the crest —

Hold your ground like a Viking shield wall strong!

Chorus

Dawn on the frozen tundra

We don't wait for the end of winter

Hold fast to what's ours until it's done

Dawn on the frozen tundra — we run

Rime ice cracking, frost on the blade

Sled dogs howl in the cold, grey shade

I won't leave this land or what we've made

Frozen tundra rising like a war-made

Bridge – male vocal

Hold your breath

Feel the rumble deep in the earth below

This is our home — we will not let it go

Hear the drums of winter, hear them loud and clear

We are the shield wall standing on this frozen floor

Chorus

Dawn on the frozen tundra

We don't wait for the end of winter

Hold fast to what's ours until it's done

Dawn on the frozen tundra — we run

Rime ice cracking, frost on the blade

Sled dogs howl in the cold, grey shade

I won't leave this land or what we've made

Frozen tundra rising like a war-made