Battle on the Norse Mountains

Swords and armours

Shine under the rays of a fading Sun

Spikes on wrist

Leather, strapped on hand

Axes shine bright

Chain with a hammer, on neck

Swords held up high

And voices hail thy name

Odin!

Odin, guide my sword!

Two ravens appear from the eternal grey sky

And the fight begins, all men fight proud

The axe and sword tear limbs, shields crack

The field turns red (many); men bite the black earth

Not far away, ten dragon ships draw near

Egir gazes from the depths and creates a storm

By the time the ten dragon ships came ashore

And the men ran to the Black Mountains

Mani, rose, and reigned his time in cold

The dagger falls, Great Serpent hear our call

The Dragon's breath lies thick into the night

Naked we dance, we the wolves on the frost:

Now swords and armours,

Shine under the light of the freezing Moon

The mountains are darkened,

Fires burn on the top of the hills (and mountains)

An old man with beard a grey

Walked towards the camp of banner black

And told the men to praise their Gods

And back into the dark he walked

Mani passed the throne to Sol

And night became a day again!

Two men in clothes all black

Stood on the highest peak of the mountain and gazed below

An eight legged black stallion one rode

Two ravens flew towards the field

When Mani rose and reigned again

The wolves sung a lament, it was done

"The battle was ours, no man shall take this land"