Am           F           G         Am
From the mists of the mountains a deafening call
Am           F        G       E
Bellows down over the plains
     Am      F           G            Am
On a host of battle-worn ears it does fall
        Am              E           Am
Pushing out through the thunder and rain
      Am         F               G            Am
These men of the north they have suffered too long
    Am       F               G      E
The anger it swells in their veins
       Am       F             G         Am
Of the spirited roars of lost warriors' songs
        F         E        Am
Distant echoes are all that remain


       D          Am
And my voice is my violence
          D           Am
Clear the sky's frozen tears
       Dm            Am
And no more we'll be silent
          Am                    E
With this Sovngarde song in our ears


       Am    F`
And we stand tall
C         G  
Sons of the snow
        Am  F
We will not fall
C          G  
Under these blows
        Am             F
For our hearts they are hardy
    C           G
Our spirits are strong
        F                  E
And our voices are lifted into
               Am
This Sovngarde song

Am F G Am 
Am F G E
Am F G Am 
F E Am


Am             F         G        Am
   Conquer the anger and ravenous rage!
Am           F            G D
   Make it a part of your power
Am           F             G           Am
   Pummeling own let your bloodlust engage!
Am            F               G D
   Under your force they will cower
Am             F       G           Am
   Feeling the fury so pure and so bright
Am              F            G D
   Breaking the bonds of surrender
Am           F            G            Am
   Under the moon for our home we will fight
Am             F        G    D
   And we will die to defend her


       D          Am
And my voice is my violence
          D           Am
Clear the sky's frozen tears
       Dm            Am
And no more we'll be silent
                               E
With this Sovngarde song in our ears

       Am    F
And we stand tall
C           G
Sons of the snow
        Am  F
We will not fall
C          G 
Under these blows
        Am     F
For our hearts they are hardy
    C          G   
Our spirits are strong
        F                G
And our voices are lifted into
               Am
This Sovngarde song


      Am       F
These perilous peaks
       G          Am
On the rim of the sky
  Am          F
I move in the midst
       G              E
Of the clouds drifting by
       Am         F
At the top of the world
     G             Am
On a white doomful day
       F          E           Am
Men of wisdom will show me the way

       Am    F
And we stand tall
C          G
Sons of the snow
        Am  F
We will not fall
C          G  
Under these blows
        Am     F
For our hearts they are hardy
    C          G 
Our spirits are strong
        F                E
And our voices are lifted into
               Am
This Sovngarde song