Icelandic dominion Reigning during a casually brutal age Exalting bloodlust We pillage with near impunity Free from all moral qualms We celebrate ferocity Pleasing our gods The weak are sacrificed In sacred groves Grant us strength!
One thing that never dies The glory of the great deed The dead souls soar to the afterlife Through the smoke of burning boats Drinking to only the brave Who rode and sailed along side Believing our world and all that existed within Should end in flame
And our dead heroes and warriors Were all swept to Asgard Were swept away to Asgard For an eternity of feasting and brawlingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
