Bathory Through Blood By Thunder
For as long as the grass grows For as long as the stream flows And the sun shines down unto those For how long the wind blows And the sky is blue above us O, I am a man and I hold in my hand my fate Free as the wind as if even I had wings that carried me Still in the middle of the night Even I will need light to guide me So I turn my face to the sky from Where he with one eye is watching over me My fathers' gods - I ride for you My fathers' gods - I fight for you My fathers' gods - I die for you My fathers' gods - I am coming through to you My fathers' gods - I am yours Through blood by thunder Sound of wings in the air and his ravens fly near to lead me So I will not fail to ride down the trail long time destined for me long before I was born O, can you not see it is all carved in the tree of fate That a son of the north must forfill his destined course to follow the bond of blood Bond of blood Bond of blood
