

Verse
Midnight sun on the fjordline burns
Bare feet cross where the wild grass turns
Sixteen summers, our war paint clay
We ran until the light wouldn't fade
Torches lit on the black rock shore
War drums calling us back for more
Ash and salt on our tangled hair
Nothing older than the fire we share
Pre-Chorus
Can you hear the horn across the tide
Every heartbeat matching every stride
We were built for a season this alive
Chorus
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
We were young and we would not die
Standing tall where the glaciers break
This is the flame that the summer makes
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
Wolves in our chest and the world stood by
Crowned in ember, carved in stone
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
Verse
Longboat shadows across the sand
Salt-cracked knuckles, your steady hand
We carved our names in the standing stone
Said let the winter find someone else's home
Berries staining our summer skin
Racing storms that we swore we'd win
Nordic thunder rolling far and wide
We were legends before we died
Pre-Chorus
Can you hear the horn across the tide
Every heartbeat matching every stride
We were built for a season this alive
Chorus
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
We were young and we would not die
Standing tall where the glaciers break
This is the flame that the summer makes
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
Wolves in our chest and the world stood by
Crowned in ember, carved in stone
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
Bridge
Years from now when the frost comes home
I'll still hear the drums in my bones
That summer never asked us to stay
It just gave us fire and burned away
We were never afraid of the flame
Only afraid it would fade with our names
Chorus
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
We were young and we would not die
Standing tall where the glaciers break
This is the flame that the summer makes
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
Wolves in our chest and the world stood by
Crowned in ember, carved in stone
Bloodfire beneath the northern sky
Nordic Bass · Dark · 140 BPM · 4:13 — colossal distorted 808 sub-bass and sliding basslines, thunderous cinematic war-trap drums, tribal impacts, metallic hits and glitch snares, epic Viking horns, cinematic strings over icy ambient pads, distorted synth plucks, experimental bass sound design, massive festival drops
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