Baptised in Fire and Ice

Fire and ice

Fire and ice

Fire and ice

Fire and iceBorn a son of Nordic tribe

Early spring morning I arrived

When sails were set, the ships all done

To sail with wind a waves for longDown foreign shores across great waters

Many hundred miles from home

This half a year deep frozen land

Were I on this morning was bornProudly my Father took me in

His arms and walked outside

Where for the first time

Light struck my newborn childEven though told when older

I can almost recall the scene

When he held me high up towards

The most beautiful sky ever seenBaptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and iceOh, with gentle hands he did sway me

Over the flames to strengthen and purify

Oh, with loving words he dab me

With springs last snow for cleansing me his childI grew and learned respectfully

The earth, wind, water and the sky

The powers that decided the weather

And rules both the dark and lightI heard the voices of the spirits

Of the forest call my name

I saw the hammer way up high

'Cause lightning in the rainWatching crystal flakes

Of falling snow on winter nights

Uniting with the pure white flames dance

When reaching for the skyBrings me back to the morning this world

First heard my battle cry

Gently swayed above the flames

And cleansed with snow and iceBaptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and iceOh, having it with me

From the first day of my life

Oh, I always carry them within me

The powers of fire and iceNow I pass unto thee

My son what was given to meBaptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and ice

Baptised in fire and iceOh, having it with me

From the first day of my life

Oh, I always carry them with me

The powers of fire and ice

Songwriters

Forsberg Ace BorjePublished by

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