Sigrun Ravenshield - Let Them Come (Official Music Video) | Viking Metal

Let Them Come by Sigrun Ravenshield: viking rap metal with drop-tuned guitars, war drums, a war horn and a hurdy-gurdy. Sigrun raps the verses, a deep male voice shouts back, and they take the chorus together. ⚡ Let Them Come is a viking song about a shieldmaiden who comes down the mountain with her wolves to face a king's army at dawn. Lyrics: Ash on my knuckles, (uh) frost on my skin, they locked me out cold, so the cold let me in. Seven long winters on the mountain with the wolves and the wind, with the snow for a blanket and the ice for a friend, they all thought… it was… the end. Every night I was hammerin' iron into steel, every bruise was a lesson, I was learnin' to heal, every wolf in the woods used to circle my meal, now they run at my side and they come to my heel. So I came down the mountain with the moon on my blade and the wolves at my back and the frost in my braid, and the ones… who left me… were… afraid. Torches in the valley, (Hey!) drums across the plain, (Hey!) a thousand shields are marchin', and they're callin' out her name! Let them come! (Let them come!) Let them climb through the cold and the snow, we got fire in our hands, we got iron in our bones, let them come! (Let them come!) Every king, every blade, every throne, when the sun hits the hill, we'll be standin' like stone! I climbed to the ridge when the night turned grey, saw the torches like a river on the road this way, spears like a forest, and shields like a wall, and a king in the middle who wants it all, so I ran to her fire, said, "there's too many to kill," she just sharpened her axe and said, "then we take the hill." Too many? Good. 'Cause a thousand's just a crowd, and a crowd never bled, and a king's just a man with a crown on his head, and the crown… comes off… with the head. (Hey!) So we dig in the frost and we stack every shield, every man, every maid, every hand from the field, and the wolves on the ridge got their eyes in the dark, waitin' on my word like a fire on a spark, let 'em drink in their tents, let 'em sing through the night, let 'em sharpen their steel, let 'em polish it bright, 'cause at sunrise… the wolves… gonna… bite. (Hey!) Torches in the valley, (Hey!) drums across the plain, (Hey!) a thousand shields are marchin', and they're callin' out her name! Let them come! (Let them come!) Let them climb through the cold and the snow, we got fire in our hands, we got iron in our bones, let them come! (Let them come!) Every king, every blade, every throne, when the sun hits the hill, we'll be standin' like stone! Shield to shield, blade to blade, nobody runs, nobody breaks. When the horn hits the air and the wolves hit the line and the shields hit the spears like the waves hit the brine and the king hits the snow with his crown and his pride, every man that he brought turnin' tail to the tide, and I'm still… standin'… like… stone! Let them come! (Let them come!) Let them climb through the cold and the snow, we got fire in our hands, we got iron in our bones, let them come! (Let them come!) Every king, every blade, every throne, when the sun hits the hill, we'll be standin' like... Let them come! (Let them come!) Let them climb through the cold and the snow, we got fire in our hands, we got iron in our bones, let them come! (Let them come!) Every king, every blade, every throne, when the sun hits the hill, we'll be standin' like stone! Let them co-o-ome! Subscribe for more 🔥 © 2026 Sigrun Ravenshield. All rights reserved. #SigrunRavenshield #VikingMetal #VikingMusic #Shieldmaiden