MP3 
Hear those war drums...
Coming now...
Hold the line...
Stand your ground...(raise chorus)
We don't kneel - hold the line
Stand your ground through the longest night
Cold north wind but we still stand tall
One step forward - we outlast it all
Feel those drums running through your veins
No more kings above our names
No crown given - we took this place
We don't kneel - we don't break
Boots in the frost while the north wind roars
Cold black sky over frozen shores
Long night drums through the mountain fog
Still we stand when the banners call
Hear those echoes across the waves
Old war cries that refuse to fade
Something deep in the falling gray
Keeps us rising through every rain
No retreat when the storm rolls in
Iron hearts underneath the skin
Too far gone just to turn away
We stand tall when the world still shakes
We don't kneel - hear the thunder sound
Stand your ground while the walls fall down
Cold black sky but we still rise high
One step forward - no place to hide
Feel those voices underneath your skin
No more fear and no more kings
No crown given - we made our way
Now the whole world knows our name
Ash in the air while the fires glow
Dark cold sea underneath the snow
Every scar from the path we chose
Built the strength through blood and snow
See those shadows beside the flame
Old lost souls still remember names
Through the cold and the endless rain
We stand stronger through every pain
Raise those voices into the night
Hear the drums as the sparks ignite
Stand together when the pressure calls
No one here gonna watch us fall
Hold that line...
Don't back down...
Hear those war drums...
All around...
Stand your ground...
Don't look down...
We don't kneel - let the whole sky shake
Every chain gonna crack and break
Hear the war drums calling now
Feel the ground shake all around
Cold north wind but we still stand tall
One step forward - we outlast it all
No crown given - we built this road
We don't kneel - we hold our own
We don't kneel...
We don't break...
We stand tall...
Through it all...
We don't kneel - we hold our own
Smoke through the cold...
Boots in the snow...
Still standing tall...
Where the north winds blow...
