Odin could make so
His enemies turn blind
They’re covered by fear
Their swords were like sticks
And his warriors went to fight
Without protection and chain armor
Like a flock of dogs
Gnawed shields, were strong as bulls

They killed their enemies
They were not afraid of death
It’s the might of Odin’s spear
Made their power so great
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Even if you’re very strong
He will not show you fear
In his veins wild fury flows
There is no pity here

He devoted his soul to Odin
He wants to hear your cry
Under the banner of berserk
You must fight or die

First sunbeam will fall on your face
Your wounds begin to bleed
Slaughtered enemies lay around
You hear a voice in your head

It's the voice of Odin calls you now
To the hall of fallen in fight
Your tarnished eyes look to the sky
But you don't see the light