By Odin Sent

Called to arms By the Spear God Our Allfather Odin He bids us welcome Telling of the lies being spread in the lands That some would betray his watchful eyes By Odin sent We are here to kill To take the lives of those Their deaths Each of them chose The day they defied Odin Their fates were woven The village lays Before our eyes Peaceful, quaint and quiet They all turn and look with horror As we charge, weapons held high Our screams echoing through air Their minds consumed by despair They flee in fear Smashing down their gate We have crushed their defenses Pouring into the village We begin the bloodshed Taking each life we find Sending every last one to Hel There are those who choose to stand They die with honour and sword in hand A death far too fitting for such people Setting their homes ablaze We roar our cries of victory Odin's name we praise One-eyed God Watches over the worlds There's no place to hide By Odin sent We are here to kill