In a winters night I was born,
A traitors eyes was watching me
Burning fields became my home
As the lust of death was growing
A traitors eyes was watching me
Burning fields became my home
As the lust of death was growing
Your fate is written in bone white snow
My fate is written in blood!
Hunted by the screams of the battle fields
This is the world my destiny whispers to me
At the ens of the night
Feel our Viking blood...
Feel the Viking blood...
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