Pagans
In a time of blood and dark there was a forgotten land
With their mighty and unscarred the armies on the field
Ready to sacrifice their lives.
They had no fear of the Christian enemies
Riding beyond mountains and forests
Singing hymns of war.

They will follow the way of their king through Christian corpses and mud.
Through the darkness, and shadows will march, drinking Christian blood.

And when the sun comes down,
The moon will see them standing proud,
Raising their swords through the dark of night
Singing their victory loud.

They will follow the way of their king through Christian corpses and mud.
Through the darkness, and shadows will march, drinking Christian blood.

And when the sun comes down,
The moon will see them standing proud,
Raising their swords through the dark of night
Singing their victory loud.
And when the sun comes down,
The moon will see them standing proud!