Ragal Ironbull - Sails of the North

Axes shine bright in the pale dawn haze,
Scouts will remember these fearless days.
Prayer sees visions in embers and flames,
Speaking of battles yet to earn their name.
Yorn stands silent with his hand on steel,
Trusting the fate that the gods reveal.
Hear the horn echo over stone and snow,
Calling every warrior where the brave must go.
Under Odin's ravens, under Thor's great sky,
A life without courage is a life denied.
Roll through the darkness, roll through the foam,