UNBROKEN WILL

North Sea. Burning shore. Burning shore. The weak return no more. Na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na. Na-na-na-na, Na-na-na-na-na, North Sea. Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na. Burning shore. We were boys beneath the snow. Fear inside the hearts we hid below. Long nights under starving skies. Steel and thunder raised our eyes. Storms became the words we knew. Blood became the oath we grew into. Every wave and every scar dragged us closer to Who we are. The north keeps testing every soul, Until the fire outlives the cold. Forged by fire, by storm. Pain became the shape we wore. Cold winds, battle cries. Legends rising through the night. One more scar. One more flame. War remembers every name. What survived the blood and rain. Never walks the earth the same. Years when falling into war. Frozen seas and burning shores. Yeah. Brothers vanished into smoke. Still we carried every ghost. Every loss became a weight. Carved in silence, burned by fate. The men we were no longer stayed. Battle stripped the fear away. I watched the darkness harden souls, Like iron beaten in the cold. Grief itself became the flame, Turning warriors into names. Pain cuts deep, but deeper still, The will to rise when others kneel. Forged through thunder, through scars. Northern hearts survive the dark. Stand tall, hold strong. The weak inside us now is gone. Steel and ash. Flesh and bone. Every battle shaped our soul. The storm did not destroy the brave. It taught the lost how legends are made. The old selves die beside the Flames. Only the hardened steel Remains. I fear no war, I fear no pain. I've already survived the worst within. Burning storm. B-b-b-b-b-b-b-burning Storm. storm. Made us reborn. Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na. Na-na-na-na-na. Na-na-na-na-na. Forged by suffering, by war. We are not the men before. Black tides. Northern skies. Still we rise. Still we rise. Every scar became our crown. Every fall still held us proud. The world may try to break the strong. But legends are forged by carrying on. Mm, cold wind over Battlefields. Only the forged refuse to kneel. Hey. Mm.