Upon the vengeance I give to our enemies in the south, I look forward to the great hall where the brave may live forever. Axe in my hand, armor on my body to attack our enemies I go to. In the ship we sail towards the Englands we wait for battle.
On the arrival, I see their warriors ready for battle. My body flows with adrenaline. They fire arrows and hit my comrads, the great hall awaits for them. When we land on shore I run Killing everyone who is my enemy.
-Kill the children, rape the women in the name of vengeance, have no sympathy, no sympathy for any of our enemies
On the lasting hours of killing our enemies my berserk state wears off. I notice a bleeding cut on my arm, I rip my sleave off to tie on the wound. I join in Skald and drink are from our enemies skull and toast to my brothers who now sit by the throne of odin
On the throne of Odin
VENGEANCE IS OURS
