Land Of Frost

Hail - to our ancient gods - hail - hail - hail

Hail - to my fathers sword - hail - hail - hail

Set sail warriors onward to fight

bound for glory bound for right

in Muspellheim we raise our swords

in the name of all the ancient lords

only the strong shall here prevail

warriors of evil warriors of Hel

none of the battles can be lost

in a land of fire in the land of frost

In a land where no life dwells

in a land where's the dead alive

in a land of thousand winter nights

in a land of eternal frost and ice

Hail - to our ancient gods - hail - hail - hail

Hail - to my fathers sword - hail - hail - hail

All the pain and suffer is going stronger

stand up and fight we can't wait no longer

they killing they raping day by day

the army of the god takes all life away

pounding the world with a fist of steel

there is no fear of pain we feel

none of the battles can be lost

in a land of fire in a land of frost

Hail - to our ancient gods - hail - hail - hail

Hail - to my fathers sword - hail - hail - hail

Over old hills and far away

in thousands of grim battles

and army of dead with only one aim

killing all the enemies

an army of the dead in the land of frost

Called: The Einherjer

Hail - to our ancient gods - hail - hail - hail

Hail - to my fathers sword - hail - hail - hail