The Last With Pagan Blood
We storm ahead with swords'n sheildsFor victory we rideWe fight the world on these battlefieldsTo re-erect the pagan prideDraw the blood of those in our wayIt's victory or dieWith pounding, raging fury we slayNow christian hounds will payCharge ahead, no retreatNo mercy, none shall liveTo us there is no defeatNo remorse to giveA wind of power blows from the northThe enemy shivers to the coreWe slay with strength, pushing forthSilence before the stormThe gates of Valhalla opens upThe ground beneath us shakesAs Oden leads the Gods to warThe Rainbow Bridge creaksNothing can stop this final attackWe carve up all in our pathNow there is no turning backFinal battle's here at lastA feast awaits us when we get backAwaiting all that fought in wrathBy the long-fires we sit in gloryAnd beer cools our sore throatsWe are few but strong in willThe last with pagan bloodWe fought the world with burning steelNow we sit in Hall of GodsPride and glory in our heartsPride and glory in our hearts |
