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A modern man… born in a world of screens, silence, and city lights…
Until the storm came.

One flash of thunder.
Ancient runes awakened.
And suddenly, I was dragged into the frozen age of Vikings.

Snow. Blood. Fire.
A village burning beneath a blackened sky…
And there he stood — Ragnar Lothbrok.

His sons beside him:
Bjorn Ironside. Ivar the Boneless. Ubbe. Hvitserk.
Warriors carved from legend.

One wrong word… one wrong breath…
And I would die as a stranger in their world.

But fate had other plans.

🔥 Deep male & female vocals
⚔️ Nordic mythology
⚔️ WE FEAR NO STORM!
🔥 RAGNAR’S BLOOD! RAGNAR’S SONS!
👁️ EK EM DRAUGR NORÐRSINS…
(I am the Ghost of the North.)

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Lyrics:
I was born in a world of light,
Screens and silence every night,
But thunder struck, the runes awoke…
And I was swallowed by the smoke.

Cold stone burned into my skin,
The sky collapsed, the dark rolled in,
I hit the snow, I heard them scream…
And nothing felt like a dream.

One wrong word… one wrong breath…
And I would die a stranger’s death.

WE FEAR NO STORM!
WE FEAR NO STORM!
Vér óttumsk eigi storma!

RAGNAR’S BLOOD!
RAGNAR’S SONS!
I WALK WITH GODS!
I HOLD MY TONGUE!

I AM THE GHOST!
I AM THE GHOST!
EK EM DRAUGR NORÐRSINS!

I saw the ships, the dragon heads,
Frozen seas and piles of dead,
A burning village, steel and cries…
And ravens cutting through the skies.

Then Ragnar stood in fire and smoke,
A serpent smile, a savage cloak,
His sons beside him, born for war,
And every breath became a roar.

Bjorn Ironsides, the Bear of the North
Ivar’s eyes like cursed commands,
Ubbe calm, but battle-fed…
Hvitserk laughing at the dead.

Ragnar stared… straight through my soul…
Like he already knew it all.

WE FEAR NO STORM!
WE FEAR NO STORM!
Vér óttumsk eigi storma!

RAGNAR’S BLOOD!
RAGNAR’S SONS!
I WALK WITH GODS!
I HOLD MY TONGUE!

I AM THE GHOST!
I AM THE GHOST!
EK EM DRAUGR NORÐRSINS!

Blackened sky… the battle came,
Arrows fell like rain of flames,
We were outnumbered, trapped in trees…
I heard the death behind the breeze.

So I whispered words from future wars,
A trick they’d never used before,
“Burn the field… blind their eyes…”
“Let the smoke become our knives!”

Fire rose, the forest screamed,
And ravens danced inside the wind,
Bjorn roared loud, Ivar laughed,
Ubbe prayed, Hvitserk snapped…

Ragnar raised his axe on high…
And turned the night into a cry.

WE FEAR NO STORM!
WE FEAR NO STORM!
Vér óttumsk eigi storma!

RAGNAR’S BLOOD!
RAGNAR’S SONS!
WE BURN THE WORLD!
UNTIL IT’S DONE!

I AM THE GHOST!
I AM THE GHOST!
EK EM DRAUGR NORÐRSINS!

Then silence fell… the storm returned,
The runes were glowing, the sky still burned,
A flash of light, the world went numb…
And suddenly… I was back home.

No snow… no war… no screams… no steel…
Just city lights that didn’t feel real.
But in my ears the ravens cried…
And in my heart the North survived.

I opened books with shaking hands,
And found my fate in ancient lands,
One line was carved in history’s flame…

“An unknown warrior… without a name…
Fought beside Ragnar’s sons in flames.”

I dropped to knees, I breathed in fear…
Thank the gods… I’m still here.

WE FEAR NO STORM!
WE FEAR NO STORM!
Vér óttumsk eigi storma!

RAGNAR’S BLOOD!
RAGNAR’S SONS!
I WALKED WITH DEATH!
AND STILL I RUN!

I AM THE GHOST!
I AM THE GHOST!
EK EM DRAUGR NORÐRSINS!

I AM THE GHOST OF THE NORTH!
I AM THE GHOST OF THE NORTH!
EK EM DRAUGR NORÐRSINS!