Dusk fog slowly rolls in
Not a sound is heard
A lonely beast wails
Mourning, warning
Night has swept acros
The village on the mountainside
Visibility obscured
An eerie aura is around
The last grain of sand has fallen
Ancients str under cracked gravestones
Seid comes to life in the blackness
War of the heavens has reached earth

The human filth sleep unaware
Mistaking futile prayers for safety
Nocturne as our cover
Marching steps resonate on soon to be shallow graves

A vast view of the valley
Reveals dangers ahead
The Vikings arrive
With sword in hand
Blood splatter on the wall
The killing begun
A scream in the night
Marks the chaos among

"We will kill all the sheep
Who turn a blind eye
Their immortal will crumble
Under the weight of our hate"

Attempts to flee are made far too late
The death of man, prepare to initiate
Virgin souls we will violate
Society annihilate
Torture and pain will soon succumb thee
Taking pleasure in killing them slowly
The deities of this land suppressed
Demolish the structure of worship and god-fearing life

He will fall
Along with his race
As Valhalla ascends
To its rightful place
The crusaders forgotten
Eyes turn to Einherjar

Those who accept change
Will be blessed with good fortune
While others cannot assume the same reward

Holocaust of their hope
Cascades into Ragnarok
In agony they cry
As they toil for our enjoyment