Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward

Led astray by the northern chaos gods

Calm before the storm we came from the northHorses roamed in the open landscapes

The scald sang to their kings

Only he who battle wins

The scald sang to their kings

Let the battle be fought to be won

Tremble with fear for the banner of our kings

War now calls heed to the battle

Hear our swords clinging in the wind

Men cast from their saddles horses roar and scream

Descendants of wrath and the kingdoms of fear

The might we possess burn like fire

The will remain in our northern hearts

More scalps to be won - an eye for an eye

Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward

Led astray by the northern chaos gods

One by one by the northern tribe you fall

One by one, die by the strongest of them all

Still there′s only greatness sunged to those who fell

Who battled strong to win these wars

One by one we took your lives

Grey mist swirl across the meadows

Where battles once ruled the steps

Where the ancient armours of bronze

Are buried and corroded by time

Strong were those who won the war

And the legends tell only of wrath

As brothers of the northern tribes

They guarded the borders of chaos

We leave these battlefields ground

Red were the rivers of blood

Unforgotten by the ones

Born of strength and glory

Tremble with fear for the banner of our kings

War now calls heed to the battle

Hear our swords clinging in the wind

Men cast from their saddles horses roar and scream