Dead Knight's Rite - Einherjer

As thunder borne upon the wind

Was heard the battle’s wild uproar

See the angels of the dead

Seek blood dripping crimson red

Amidst the heaps of foemen slain

Drenched with battle’s bloody rain

On the plate-mail rattled loud

The arrow-shower's rushing cloud

Spear-torrents swept away

Ranks of foes from light of day

In the dark the spears were whet

Grimly pointed metal shone

Dread the weapons of the knights

Battered shield and blood-smeared swords

Ravens, rain-soaked lurked the feast

Nesting redly the deceased

Grim the jaws that shook their shields

Red the fangs that bit the bones

Spear-torrents swept away

Ranks of foes from light of day