Fire in the Furrows
We crossed the ice, we crossed the scorched bog
No medals waited, no path led home
Iron boots grind frost and bone
We answer to no council, no throne
No banner rose above our heads
Just broken beams and earth turned red
They stand with lungs of iron still
And I will not fall alone
From fjord to field the word moves slow
Stubborn hearts still choose the road
We came like strays out of the storm
Found a bond in torn-up stone
Fire in the furrows, steel in the hand
We stand with those still breathing — we dig in and stand
Axes rise where the north wind calls
Rulers choke on the seed they sowed
From north to south, the line holds true
We stand our ground, we never yield
No crown above us, no orders taken.
We choose the spark, we carry the flame
Walls may split, the night may shake
But coals stay warm beneath the slate
Mothers scrape soot from a child’s cheek
We hold the line so hope endures
Their songs are strange, their bread is hard
But shoulder to shoulder carries us far
No old tongue severs the thread
Woven in smoke and shared blood
Let winter strike, let skies turn hard
We bare our teeth, we keep our guard
This land is not ours — yet we remain
Beside the ones who stand the same
Fire in the furrows, steel in the hand
We stand with those still breathing — we make our stand
Axes lift when the cold winds roar
Rulers choke on what they planted before
From north to south, the line holds firm
We stand our ground until the term
No crown above us, no orders taken.
We fall with those who kept the flame
No oath was sworn to seat or seal
But blood still answers what is real
Rot sets in when men look down
So cut it out before it twists
Fire in the furrows
Steel in the hand
We stand with the free
We dig in — We stay.
Discography
Albums
Singles
- Fire in the Furrows
- We Are the Flood
- Heart of Ash and Iron Flames
- Sons of the North
- Rise of Stormborne
