Lyrics Blacksmith of the North (Keep That Ancient Fire) - Darkthrone
Sound
of
iron,
hard
at
work
Flames
of
triumph,
we′ll
get
Keep
that
hammer
pounding
The
autumn
of
no
regret
Keep
our
mountains
free
Our
shores
clean
of
thee
Blacksmith
of
the
north
Ancient
fire
is
burning
in
me
The
black
rain
is
harsh
But
they
will
learn
Our
fathers
of
old
Not
hearing
the
yearns
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