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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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