Minds torn asunder Their sanity is lost Beaten, whipped Chained like wilds dogs Enter a frenzy Give in to the beast No longer a man But a berserker in war
Sanity is lost Berserker in war
Hatred clouds their empty eyes Blood drunk They charge forth Storming the shields Spears tasting flesh Wounds are cut deep Their bodies will not yield Instinct wields their Blood soaked swords
Himmelen mørkner - jorden er rød Marken blir sirklet - av sultne kråker Fjerne skrik høres - fra falne sjeler Som vandrer i mot - Hels rike Tiden stårstille - det lukter av død
Minds torn asunder Their sanity is lost Beaten, whipped Chained like wilds dogs Enter a frenzy Give in to the beast No longer a man But a berserker in war
Sanity is lost Berserker in war
Awaking in blood Surrounded by decay Memories of their screams Won't fade away Wounds once numb Now ache under the morning sun Visions of Valhalla fades from his mind Embracing death to watch her slip awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
