To hail our fathers fall
And buried deep six feet down
Rebel souls these ancient gods
We drink their blood
And held up high, salute the once
The once walked this land
Chorus:
Mortals shall suffer
Forgotten sons
Evils beloved
We hail them all
Rejoice as the blood spills on ancient gods
Unleash the ancient warriors
Rebel martyrs these ancient kings
From tombs of scorn cadavers will rise
With anger in their eyes
To kill once again with swords and Battle axe
Born again in blasphemy
They now want their kingdom to come
Repeat Chorus
Blood for blood fist for fist
Kill to win born to die
Rejoice the ancient gods
Blood for blood fist for fist
Warriors of the ancient time
Reaching from the mountains high
Long ago in the northern lands
Mortals killed to live or to die
Those souls we never forgot
When they fish for their holy land
We hailed them as ancient kings
Those rebel martyrs in our hearts
Warriors of the ancient time
Reaching from the mountains high
Long ago in the northern lands
Mortals killed to live or to die
To live or to die!
To live or to die!
To live or to die!
To live or to die!
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