Blood Eagle - Doomsword

No more battle noise, nor crying this night

The whole of England is silent, stopped is every fight

As the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella’s spine

Blood runs onto York, no christian light will shine

Ivarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back

Wings of blood won’t make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!

All of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:

Blood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!

The clouds gathered above, to witness and behold

The landing of an Eagle on the walls of this stronghold

As the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella’s spine

Blood runs onto York, no christian light will shine

Ivarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back

Wings of blood won’t make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!

All of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:

Blood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!