In the of battle, past mountain and plain. Many have come and gone in a storm of blood and rage. Brave warriors clashing power of the blade. In an age iron reigns.
now sail at night, ancient stars be our guide. Our swords are gathered for to crush without fear. On rivers cold and deep, mist and pale moonlight. Ten ships, towards raid.
In the wake of battle, mountain and plain. Many lands come and gone in a storm of blood and rage. warriors clashing with power of the blade. In an age where reigns.
Our Northern prevails through the night.
shall scream in pain and burn by flash of fire. By spear and axe meet their fate. Boundless age of Yggrasil, such is our to win. From glen to glen, great war-cries begin.
As nameless rest without life, taken by Valfather. For all sentenced and forgotten. and defeat be thy name.
Denied faith. All sacrifices have made. Death has set thy free.
I have sworn an to my Gods for great victory. At dusk we and conquer.
In the wake of battle, mountain and plain. Many lands have and gone in a storm of blood and rage. warriors clashing with power of the blade. In an age where reigns.
The axe deep. Torn asunder, a bane. Thy has kept us strong. of Gods and men.
Onward to slaughter, by the water. have been denied. Scorched by fire. End their lives with the in the night. Northmen foreign isles. Far and wide by the in the sky. Through celestial seascapes, we traveled.