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Her Northern Majesty - Ancient
Her up
The majesty is crying tears of ice cold rain
I see my brazen in brothers come
To claim their hill and plane they take my
Hand and guide me to the walls of stortinget
Angered by the weak and ostentatious
Actions of leaders of our land
Spitting on the vainglorious
Proclaimers of freedom to all that be as they
Hold a worldwide banner shouting
Come and follow me
Norway is the star to be followed
Her symmetry plain to see
We shall not
Let her father into the popular
Amorphous sea
And with these words spoken
The end befell the lies
And the promises have awoken
The northern sons vengeful eyes
I see the
Promises begging on their
Knees in guilt and shame
So swiftly were they
Silenced
And once again the
Vikings reign
Now the shall less one brothers
And sisters of pride as we watch our
Enemies sail away forgotten
With the tide
Ooh hoh hoh hoh
Hoh
Hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh
Hoh hoh ooh ooh hoh hoh hoh oohh
Hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh
Raise her a
Head a beautiful example to all
The sons of
North have norway in hands and
Never never never
Shall she fall