Nigon Wyrta Galdor
Hulkoff
3:14Hersir Hersir Hersir Hersir Have you seen a hersir riding A man who does not know abiding The prince of landlots, cold and harsh Of mountains, birch, pine and marsh In dragonship or upon horse, from Noregr to Kvenland The hersir holds an iron hand on silver sword and Kinsman Freedom before kings and it is carved upon his ax The hersir stands alone and he is never paying tax Hersir, born to be Hersir, sworn to be Hersir, chieftain to the bone Hersir, see him ride Hersir, step aside Hersir, strong and all alone Hersir Hersir Hersir Hersir Sabel, Reindeer, Walrustusk The struggle is from dawn 'til dusk Frozen tundra makes men hard The Hersir rules his own backyard To holmegaard and then back again, eager for returning The further south he sails, the further north his heart is yearning The hardest grip of all, the hersir holds around a friend Bloodbrothers forever and into whatever end Hersir, born to be Hersir, sworn to be Hersir, chieftain to the bone Hersir, see him ride Hersir, step aside Hersir, strong and all alone Hersir, born to be Hersir, sworn to be Hersir, chieftain to the bone Hersir, see him ride Hersir, step aside Hersir, strong and all alone Hersir, born to be Hersir, sworn to be Hersir, chieftain to the bone Hersir, see him ride Hersir, step aside Hersir, strong and all alone