Ragnar’s roar

[Verse 1] In the mists of the North, 'neath the whispering pines, Stands Ragnar, the fierce, where the cold sun shines. With raven so white and eyes like the storm, He chants ancient spells, his magic to form. [Chorus] Oh, sing of the mountains, the fjords, and the sky, Of Ragnar, the bold, with the spirits nigh. His sword cleaves the dark, his rage burns so bright, In the heart of the battle, he's a beacon of light. [Verse 2] From Hesterhavn's shores to the burial grounds, His voice echoes deep with a haunting sound. The half-orc of lore, with a destiny grand, A dromaar of might in the Luthi's land. [Chorus] Oh, sing of the freedom, the raids in the night, Of Ragnar, the brave, in the firelight. With tusks sharp as blades, and a will made of steel, He stands for the slaves, their wounds he shall heal. [Bridge] Through the veil of the void, his power he draws, For Sarenrae's grace and Cayden's just cause. With a two-handed sword and a heart fierce and free, He fights 'neath the banner of kinship and glee. [Verse 3] In the clash of the steel, in the roar of the fray, Ragnar's fury unleashed, his foes shall not sway. With spells to embolden, and heal after strife, He's the flamekeeper's son, with a witch's keen life. [Chorus] [Verse 3] In the clash of the steel, in the roar of the fray, Ragnar's fury unleashed, his foes shall not sway. With spells to embolden, and heal after strife, He's the flamekeeper's son, with a witch's keen life. [Chorus] So sing of the saga, the legend untold, Of Ragnar, the warrior, in the days of old. May his tale be a light, in the long northern nights, A song for the ages, a fire that ignites. [end song]