This Pagan Blood - Wulfgar

For victory we’ll fight and for victory we’ll die

We march into battle and there’s thunder in the sky

Our enemies retreat, filled with madness in their eyes

They fall by our steel and they run for their lives

The battlefield is red by the blood of all dead

We hunt them all down and make trohies of their heads

Fight without fear, fight with no mercy

And no man will ever shed this pagan

Blood, this pagan blood

For glorious death we ride into war

Our Enemies shall die by the steel of our swords

The northmen is here, twisted and disturbed

Christians beware, this bloodthirsty horde

Into cold darkness these pagans shall fight

Nothing can bury their freedom or might

Carved into runes, their names shall be known

The were the men that was truly of pagan

Blood, this pagan blood