The Last With Pagan Blood

We storm ahead with swordsn shields For victory we ride We fight the world on these battlefields To re-erect the pagan pride We draw the blood of those in our way Its victory or die With pounding, raging fury we slay Now christian hounds will pay Charge ahead, no retreat No merca, noone shall live To us there is no defeat No remorse to give A wind of power blows from the north The enemy shivers to the core We slay with strength, pushing forth Silence before the storm The gates of valhall open up The ground beneath us shakes As oden leads the gods to war The rainbow bridge cracks Nothing can stop this final attack We carve up all in our path Now there is no turning back Final battle is here at last A feast awaits us when we get back Awaiting all that fought in wrath By the long fires we sit in glory Ande beer cools our soar throats We are few but strong in will The last with pagan blood We fought the world with burning steel Now we sit in hall of gods Pride and glory in our hearts Pride and glory in our hearts