We are the ones that came before and we have blood on our hands
My brothers and I will push the oar, we will travel to distant lands

Swords and axes will be drawn, Our time has come to conquer all
If you run you'll just die tired, Your temples burn with pagan fire

Proud Heathen March
We'll kill em all
Proud Heathen March
Never shall we fall

Gather 'round the fires light, The ritual has begun
None near or far can take our pride for the Allfather guides us!

Feel the wrath of a thousand angry Norsemen haunted by the black raven
Darkness grips your feeble soul, I will send you straight to Nåstrond.

Proud Heathen March
We'll kill em all
Proud Heathen March
Never shall we fall

Proud Heathen March
We'll conquer all
Proud Heathen March

My brothers.... to Valhöll !!!

You built upon sacred ground
Bones lie where they once were bound
Joy was once a child's laughter
But a swift death was their hereafter
With no remorse you took their lives
You slashed the light from their innocent eyes

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