Vad skall det bli av vår höga nord, när hungern river svårt? Hör mig ni söner av frusen jord! Jaga vilt, jaga hårt. (What shall become of our high north, when the hunger tears severly? Hear me, you sons of frozen earth! Hunt wild, hunt hard.)
:) they have some of the most powerful lyrics I've ever heard, and I symphatize with the north and all the bullshit you are going through. this just wants to make me stand the hell up and go to walk with you guys side by side.
