The peace has been broken.

My brothers has all fallen

By treacherous mens betrayal.

Their blood painted the plains red.

I swear this act will be their last

I'll see that the wolf will be fed.



On a mission

Behind enemy lines I am.

My heart pounds

With anger and with hate,

As I ride with their souls at my side.

Heading towards my glorious fate.



Back to you domains I return

With bloodshed in my mind.

Come forth you treacherous foe,

Test my steel and death you'll find.



I've carved runes into my horn

And painted them with my blood.

I raised up to the sky

And proposed a toast to my brothers

Who now fight on the vast plains

Outside of Valhalla.