Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward
Led astray by the northern chaos gods
Calm before the sun we came from the north
Horses roamed in the open landscapes
The scald sang to their kings
Only he who battle wins
The scals sang to their kings
Let the battle we fought to be won
Tremble with fear for the banner of our kings
War now calls heed to the battle
Hear our swords clinging in the wind
Men cast from their saddles horses roar and scream
Descendants of wrath and the kingdoms of fear
The might we possess burn like fire
The will remain in our northern hearts
More scalps to be won, an eye for an eye
Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward
Led astray by the northern chaos gods
One by one by the northern tribe you fall
One by one, die by the strongest of them all
Still theres only greatness sunged to those who fell
Who battled strong to win these wars
One by one we took your lives
Grey mist wirl across the meadows
Where battles once rules the steps
Where the ancient armours of bronce
Are buried and corroded by time
Strong where those who won the war
And the lengends only tell from wrath
As brothers of the northern tribes
They guarded the borders of chaos
We leave these Battlefields ground
Red where the rivers of blood.
Unforgotten by the ones
Born of strenght and glory
