Cloaked in wolfskin against the bitter cold,
Armed with swords and axes,
Fed by the blood of their enemies,
With bodies hardened by countless battles
The icy stare of their blue eyes sent their prayers to Vahall!
Armed with swords and axes,
Fed by the blood of their enemies,
With bodies hardened by countless battles
The icy stare of their blue eyes sent their prayers to Vahall!
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