KORPIKLAANI (just the title but my poem )

Under the land of ice
Dwell we the demons of the North
One day freedom will knock to our door

We'll be free
We'll be free
Join us in the feast
Of swords, axes and beer

There, can you see, mountains
We are the born from fire and cold
You can try to escape being drunk, but

We'll be free
We'll be free
Join us in the feast
Of swords, axes and beer



Poetry by Golem
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Written on 2007-02-20 at 10:44

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