I see billowing smoke from piles of bone.
Let the banner unfurl from the tower of stone.
Victory cries sound from the hordes.
The dead lay in thousands, clutching their swords.
Our enemies ravaged they tremble, and quake.
We cut down their king; put his head on a stake.
Thundering hooves ride towards the keep.
Iron clad horsemen ten thousand deep.
Soldiers of fortune, peasants, and knaves.
Ransack the village, desecrating their graves.
Iron handed oppressors relinquish their hold.
Stripped of their titles left rotting and cold.
We call upon Odin; give us strength to fight.
Piercing speed of lightning and all of thunders might.
The power of the ocean, the howling northern gales.
Grant us fearless fury, and wind to fill our sails.
Courageous hearts, and vision; retribution paid in blood.
The years of cold oppression; succumbing to the flood.
The voice of the down trodden, the muscle of the meek.
The strength of righteous fury gives power to the weak.
Gleaming metal…Battle cry
Onward march…Kill or die
Rolling thunder...Battlefield
Stand true.
Pushing forward…Iron force
Relentless fury…Runs its course
Blood and metal...Howling wail
Flesh and fire…Spikes and mail.
Flaming arrows...No fear
Crash of steel...Deaths near
No retreat…Hold fast
Freedoms call
Destroying angels…Heavens wrath
Forged in fire…Hells path
Darkness falls...Dead of night
Raging war …Till morning light
Battalions of chaos the dissident rise
Our foes die in torment, crows pluck out their eyes.
Warriors for freedom, the tyrant he falls.
Reclaiming our kingdom. We tear down the walls.
Victories conquest, oppression no more.
Liberty's price, paid thru blood and war