Dragons of the North

As blood for wolves for riches and lust Onward with hammers to chest Villages burn, burn citys to dust And for fun they torture the rest Cold blue steel through a nice lady's breast An avalanche of heathens set sail To show to the world of which men is best To conquer where others would fail Odin is working to eagerly form A great heathen fist from the north Pray for your life when there's signs of a storm But praying won't help when the dragons come forth Roaming the bow, the berzerkers, the fierce They know not fear or pain Women and children are swimming in tears While the berzerkers are going insane Scholared embodied by blood on the mound The clink of sword sound death chord Bearsloughs and wolfsloughs are shaking the ground Embraced by might the great northern horde Odin, great warlord i greet you with hail This new god is weaker of class Grant me thy power, your secrets unveil And i'll kick this christ right in the ass