Thor's Hammer

The forests echo with prayers in the night

The sound of grinding is heard

We breathe the silence before the storm

awaiting the final word

we are ready for war…

Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori

we’re fighting for our people who are yearning to be free

The great halls of Walhalla, free me from this earthly maze

no escape from Odin’s everlasting gaze

Surrender now, we don’t have to fight

Turn back now, we don’t have to die

The sun opens my drowsy eyes, the wind breathes in my face

I’d rather lie here in the grass, in this peaceful place

Battle orders from above, come from the powers that be

I’ll fight till death and show these dogs we Vikings never flee.

Death and destruction, we’ll reap the whirling wind

I’ll close my eyes and think not of this war we’re fighting in

Behold our godly might

We’ll bring Thor’s Hammer down

United we stride and make a stand

Before we rest down in the ground

Behold their mind’s dark endless

Mankind has ceased to be

Invaders, usurpers,

leave now from this land!

Take heed, boy, your feeble words cannot relinquish you from death

War’s the only tongue you understand, so that is it shall be…