The Giants Of Nordic Flames

Iced soul 
Warriors 
That hide 
Themselves in shadows 

Of the mystic 

Forest and to mix 
Whith the sacred ghosts 
The flames burns away 
His pride goes up 

And makes his golden eyes 
Bright looking for the other side 
Of the forest, in the hills 

Were live 
The giant look for 
Behind tundra 

The base 
Of the earth 
Landings that sharing 

The mankind of the giant 
And the giant of the gods 
That make to burn 
The eternal flames