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Sons of the Ash Tree

loganhigginbotham

· 3:50 · 18 plays · v3-preview

Lyrics

Verse 1

Grey mist hangs heavy o'er the fjords

Black timber creaks on the spray

Frozen fingers grip the ash wood hilt

We hunt for the dawning of the day

Pre-Chorus

Wolves are howling in the iron woods

Ice is forming on the iron shield

Odin watches from the silver hall

Blood will water the harvest field

Chorus

Iron on the water

Steel against the sky

To the golden gates of glory

Where the brave shall never die

Iron on the water

Ancient gods are nigh

Hear the thunder of the hammers

When the eagles start to fly

Verse 2

Rage rises with the bitter northern tide

Coastal fires burning through the haze

Red dragon sails across the slate sea

The shoreline disappears within the blaze

Pre-Chorus

Wolves are howling in the iron woods

Ice is forming on the iron shield

Odin watches from the silver hall

Blood will water the harvest field

Chorus

Iron on the water

Steel against the sky

To the golden gates of glory

Where the brave shall never die

Iron on the water

Ancient gods are nigh

Hear the thunder of the hammers

When the eagles start to fly

Bridge

Under the mountain

Behind the stars

Carry the burden

And hide the scars

Frost on the morning

Fire at night

Prepare for the end

Prepare for the fight

Chorus

Iron on the water

Steel against the sky

To the golden gates of glory

Where the brave shall never die

Iron on the water

Ancient gods are nigh

Hear the thunder of the hammers

When the eagles start to fly

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