I In the blazing fires of heat/hate A voice doth quietly call me, Hugin Burned by the pure torch of cleaning fire Cracked by the cold eternal frost No, I'll not look back My gods have found me II With proud head held high Fierce eyes of defiance I call my gods anger/vision Our gods will never die, the ancients Their names are written in the sky, waiting... III Will you die for your god(s)? Now it is time to die I have die for mine And they have given me power Eternal, nocturnal, down... IV Can you feel my berserk rage? Delving in your mind, raging Viking glory Thrown to the wind, scattered and returned Wayed on the breath of a full moon For battle now I cry V Call the Aesir Call the Vanir Call my father Odin, runic lord The powers of my noble birth Viking glory, Teutonic worship, oblation VI Oh, primordial Panthalassa For Panthalassa I moan Return to the stars... Enter our black circle