Barbarians and Vikings are ready to fight, swords and Axes are shining bright, behold the great thunder of War, Vikings ships arriving navigating in gore... Under northern sky battle begins, no one want to die They just want to win, behold the great thunder of war His sound is like a hammer smashing the ground! Behold the great thunder of war! Dressed in leather to not be congealed, strong men with Mortal weapons and wields, is horrible and gory the Battlefield... The dawn is coming in an insupportable Breeze, the scattered corpses are hard and freeze, I feel The pain while those man bleed (for all)... Bow before The thunder God, he will smash the unfaithful ones The enemies of our clan, we fight under the immortal Command... Battle all the lands, with war lord in Command, strong and brave they stand... At the edge of The frost, fearless, never forget the post... You can see He in the dark skies, his sound is like drums of war... Trimph of dark ages away, a dark time full of death and pain.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
