They came from a foreign land,
a place of fire, dust and sand.
Spreading words of love and piece,
redemption, happiness and bliss.

The temple of our gods was burned
to a point of no return.
On the ruins they placed a cross -
the dark symbol of death and loss.

They brought their unknown god
by a sword, violence and blood.
This incarnation of demise
they called with the name of "Christ".

With fire of Odin's spear
and without remorse or fear,
we shall break the christian chains
for pagan blood runs in our vains.

Skidbladnir will proudly sail
and the desert gods will fail.
And at the end of final war
they shall feel the wrath of Thor.

Ancestors shall be our guides.
Einherjar will rise
against the abrahamic plague
and every christian shall be slain.

One day these dark times will turn,
the day when Baldur will return.
We'll erase the christian bane
and Asgard's gods will rule again.

Until that day we'll live to fight
and fill their evil hearts with fright.
Odin gave his eye for us
and we shall turn them into dust.

They brought their false desert god
by spilling our brother's blood.
This dark creature of demise
they called with the name of "Christ".

With the fire of Odin's spear
and without remorse or fear,
we shall break the christian chains
for pagan blood runs in our vains.

Our ships again will sail
and the old ways will prevail.
And when we end the final war
pagan world shall be reborn!

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