One Thousand Bloody Nights

They ride tonight, their fires burning bright As they set ablaze the woods across the glen The drums of war assault the innocent in flight And the smell of ash and blood lies in the wind Unproven warrior - he's got nothing left to lose The ashes of his home beneath his heel And madness grips his mind as he laces up his boot And calmly grips his fallen father's steel With the skins of a bear and a wild bloody stare Step onto the warpath if you dare One thousand bloody nights of sword and flame One thousand bloody nights of death and pain The man who's forced to fight one thousand bloody nights Will never make it back to you the same Far from his homeland, the north wind burning in his chest He stalks the coast with murder in his eyes His heart cries out for more as they fall beneath his ax No plea will melt his stoic gaze of ice And out of that night steps a terrifying sight Whose face he can no longer recognize One thousand bloody nights of sword and flame One thousand bloody nights of death and pain The man who's forced to fight one thousand bloody nights Will never make it back to you the same Another sleepless night - his mate beside him stirs in fright As he cries into the blackest memory Yet something stirs - another fire in the night In the distant dawn, he hears familiar screams Another slaughter - his village set to torch and blade Crushed beneath the war god's turning wheel And in the aftermath, a young hand reaches through the ash And grips his fallen father's bloody steel With the skins of a bear and a wild bloody stare Step onto the warpath if you dare One thousand bloody nights of sword and flame One thousand bloody nights of death and pain The man who's forced to fight one thousand bloody nights Will never make it back to you the same