Axe and sword in my hands Deceivers invaded these lands A charge, their false hearts to kill The call of the gods to fulfill Fight the true evil, prevent their return Blood on the crosses, churches shall burn Strong our will, fearless we are The ravens our guidance, the hammer our heart Warrior Spill their holy blood Deathe by the blade The wrath of the gods shall return Wytches were burn'd at the stake Heathens were murdered and raped Suppressed, our forefather's faith Wisdom and cults were erased Fight for our gods, prepare their return Blood on the crosses, churches shall burn Proud our hordes, fearless we are Vengeance our duty, barbaric our hearts Warrior Revenge shall be thy fate Deathe by the blade The return of the glorious age [Solo: both/Lars/Scott/both/both /both/both/both/lars/Dirk] [Chorus]