blackmetal
Lyrics
In times of old
When swords are cold
Steel, stained pure red
Your end is here, now you've bled
Unholy vows you spit
As our sins run out red
The last stand, one must die
Enter, the way of life
Fate is cruel
As the deep forest
The fight is over
Now you've been laid to rest
Unholy vows you spit
As our sins run out red
The last stand, one must die
It is the law, our warcode
Its over, the earth's scorched
Odin awaits you, bring your sword
Death is a gift, embrace it, don't hold back
Others will roar for vengence
And they shall join you
Unholy vows you spat
As our sins run out red
The last stand, one must die
Enter, the end of life
Battle with honor
Battle with strength
Battle for others, and yourself
Channel the power in your axe
To crush thy foes
Death has come to one
Blood fills the earth
Crimson looks good on your sword
Enter, the warcode