Painfully the lust for blood Grows in the hearts of northern men To understand it's siren call Is far beyond their mortal ken Plunder and a womans touch Meat and gold and wine Enemies all torn to shreds These visions occupy their minds
Between the nightfall, and the shining morn The silence shattered, a sounding horn Dragon boats, faster than a shark Deliver warriors, deliver demons in the dark
Sinful demons in the Dark...
Bloodthirsty demons In the dark...
Cautiously, the refugees Seek shelter from their fate With northern warriors searching still Hunting in a frenzied state Darkness gives their leaders hope Shelters them from view But frightened cries betray their lives The slaughter starts anew
Burn the village down Cast the dead away Burn the village down Leave the priest to pray Burn the village down Drink the blood of the dead And be initiated into our brotherhood of dread
