Nordvegr - King of Asgard

Long for North

Burst from the frigid seas

From North with Njord aside

To ravage the civilised nations

And wash the filth away

Death is right upon you

As the ravens circling high

With blood of the enemy

Swords shine red in the sky

Never give up of the old ways, Harjafader

Writing history in enemies blood

Valfadr, never give up on the old ways

Harjafader, from ashes and bloodied soil

We’re sworn!

Back to North

Soon to be gone

A future to end in fire

As the battle rages on

Of your children a funeral pyre

The joy of mercy none

Spread grief and split your tongue

Under the Gods protection

Fell in chaos

Pale white and cold

Swords sang: rejoice once more

Rejoice once more

Your death

Back to North