Under the eyes of the raven god
Towards funeral fjords I rode
Gungnir flew near enemies' heads
Thus I ascend the mountains of death
With every single sword strike
And every resounding thud
Always lifting the spear god's spirits higher
Descending winged maidens
Bring back their chosen men
All to the sound of an ancient pagan choir
Hail, hail Father War
Du som er i himmelen
Gi oss idag vår daglige død
I ein hall med flesk og mjød
Send them to the hunger world
Mongrels with backbones of worms
Let those who follow Odin's laws
Live up high amongst the gods
With every single sword strike
And every resounding thud
Always lifting the spear god's spirits higher
Descending winged maidens
Bring back their chosen men
All to the sound of an ancient pagan choir
Hail, hail Father War
Du som er i himmelen
Gi oss idag vår daglige død
I ein hall med flesk og mjød
Tormented screams permeates the air
Transforming myself into nightmares
Glittering doors I see
As I trample my way to divinity
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