Sons Of Wisdom, Master Of Elements - Blut Aus Nord

Months of fighting, months of ancestral wars

Weapon throned on tombstone

Strength throned on oath

Great warriors alive in the breath of an ancient wise

Stell with bastards flesh in our thoughts full of hatred

Ceremonial oath in memory

We praised in front of an eternal fire

Old man in cold wind offered us the pure alloy

…And ravens flew in the sky

…And wolves howled in the night

We called the natural forces of earth

We incoqued the God of Knowledge

The old man was initiated us

He taught us wisdom through the ages

Silently, a dark silouette crept…

A shade came near us and told:

«You possess the power of your fathers

…Fathers beyond the stars»

We called the natural forces of earth

We incoqued the God of Knowledge

We called the soul of the great army

We called the soul of death beyond clouds

In memory of our deceased brothers

We praised in front of an eternal fire

…And ravens flew in the sky

…And wolves howled in the night

Old man in cold wind offered us a great destiny