Wrath, hate, pain and death 
The code we live by 
It's in our souls 
Metal is the way 

We fight the world 
With glowing metal 
Now the falses will pay 

Our fight has just begun 
We're sent from hall of gold 
Messengers of death 

 [bad word] after you 
You can't escape us 
We'll take away your breath 

See us ride for vengeance 
Friends of the suncross 
We are born of steel 

See us ride down 
The Amon Amarth 
The last sight you'll ever see 

So as you stand there 
Under grayclouded skies 
Abandoned by your god 
You know you're gonna die 

You feel a sorrow 
Surrounding you 
As of the nine worlds 
Screaming pain you feel 
Your soul vaporizes 
As your hearts burst 

We charge without fear 
Your time [bad word] 
Your Fimbul winter's arrived 

chilling wind of ice 
Whirls through your heart 
Pierces your bones and spine 

We are all 
Gazing to the skies 
We'll make the false hammer fall 
And we'll make Thor arise 

Our quest is done 
Your creation burns 
Now we return to Oden's hall 

Our dragon's fly Across the waves 
As twilight begins to fall 

In victory we ride 
We enter the mighty doors 
Of the spear-god's hall 

As Ygg salutes us 
We raise our beers 
And drink in honor of our cause 

We are all 
Greeted by the Gods 
We made the false hammer fall 
And Thor arose in blood