Awake in the grim reality of a world so harsh
Kill to survive, and I'll join
Odin
Devouring mushrooms and joined by the gods
Dancing in the forest of madness
The spirit of a wolf infests my blood
And guides me to the fight with a canine ferocity
Rise for the fight
Swamped in the blood of an army we defy
The power of the gods within
Guiding my axe through the skulls of my nemeses
Your people will know my intentions upon my arrival
A path of your blood behind me
Waving your skin as a victory flag
Flag
Slaughtering the masses in the shadow of their cross
With an enеrgy I cannot contain
Filled with the strength of a hundrеd pagan gods
Heathens are what will remain