Fire and ice Fire and ice Fire and ice Fire and ice
Born 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 long
Down foreign shores across great waters Many hundred miles from home This half a year deep frozen land Were I on this morning was born
Proudly my Father took me in His arms and walked outside Where for the first time Light struck my newborn child
Even though told when older I can almost recall the scene When he held me high up towards The most beautiful sky ever seen
Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice
Oh, 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 child
I grew and learned respectfully The earth, wind, water and the sky The powers that decided the weather And rules both the dark and light
I heard the voices of the spirits Of the forest call my name I saw the hammer way up high 'Cause lightning in the rain
Watching crystal flakes Of falling snow on winter nights Uniting with the pure white flames dance When reaching for the sky
Brings me back to the morning this world First heard my battle cry Gently swayed above the flames And cleansed with snow and ice
Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice
Oh, having it with me From the first day of my life Oh, I always carry them within me The powers of fire and ice
Now I pass unto thee My son what was given to me
Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice
Oh, having it with me From the first day of my life Oh, I always carry them with me The powers of fire and ice