The Desolation Called Niflheim Southern armies of Christian preachers Under a flag of hate Treachery in the name of benediction Your blood tide of obliteration Catechism whore Await the coming of Thor Villages brought to pyres See my blood tide wash this land Pile the bodies No life shall be spared Nocturnal dawn Devoured by wolves Fear pounds within the chest Of the soul that you infest On darkness I ride To bring this blood tide His hammer strikes We march towards the temple of rust Feasting on the unborn child This is my malevolent lust Sensations are rampant and wild You'll see I welcome you to this time of destruction Fall away to your hate Were walking the fields of desolation With the creation sword in my hand The sword of the gods Under the branches of Yggdrassil We rise Fierce warriors crowned triumphant Bathed in the blood of Christ All the lands before us iced My kin and I all see Your abhorrent blasphemy The frost of ages brings forth Judea On dark mist I ride To bring this blood tide