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GODS OF THE NORTH WE CRY OUT TO YOU AGAIN, YOUR LOST SONS
MAY YOU FORGIVE US AND ANSWER OUR PRAYERS WITH STORMS
FREEZE OUR BLOOD IF IT IS UNWORTHY, BUT BURY THE INVADERS BENEATH THE SNOW
MAY BONES EMERGE IN THE THAW LIKE THE FLOWERS OF SPRING
MAY CHOIRS OF WOLVES SING OF EUROPE'S WELCOME
GODS OF IRON, BLOOD AND SOIL
FORESTS, WIND AND WASTES
GODS OF TEETH AND CLAWS
AWAKEN NOW AND RETURN