There comes a time when all gods must fall,
a time to answer our nation's call.
No chains can bind us, shackles can't hold,
the northern spirit cannot be sold.
This is our home, our life is free,
from coast to mountain we'll never bend our knee.
We bow our heads to nothing but our past,
our breath is cold, we know our history will last.
We won’t bend our necks to any god!
The north wind whispers in our ears
old tales of hardship, of hopes and fears.
We fought to forge our own destiny,
now we stand strong for the world to see.
We won’t bend our necks to any god!
This is the north, spirits run free
from coast to mountain, that is our key.
So raise your head as our anthem rings,
this is the north so our people sings.
