Bathory

Dedicated to the Children of the North Star
Father to Son
From Father to Son
Now born my son I name thee
After the sound of my Hammer's
Beat upon the anvil
On this chilly springtime day
The Hammerchild of my flesh
Of my blood to carry on
When I have reached Oden's end
Of my glorious warrior's trail
Call upon the spirits of our fathers
Long time gone with thunder
Ask them for truth and courage
When trouble is in your way
Learn to read and understand
The signs to few can clearly vision
Listen carefully to what
The Ravens has to say
Oh, hear the Thunder's roar
Greetings from our fathers long time gone
Tell so that no one ever will forget
What is in heart goes from Father to Son