Now we take the sword
We sail with our lord
A quest for gold and victory our plight
Strangers from the North
We bring our steel forth
With metal kisses
Dancing in the fire
In the gloaming hours
Into the mist we sail
Spraying crimson mist
With sword and axe in hand
Pa**ing out the pain
No man can stand
Naked caked in blood
With entrails of our foe
We cleave and slay
In twain from head to toe
In the gloaming hours
Into the mist we sail
War Dragons breathing hell
From the winds of revelation
Gnawing on their shields
As the battle line forms
Foaming at the mouth
As they scream
Against the blood storm
Berserk Bear shirt
Single minded rage
Running over bodies
In this violent age
Down we hued them
Onto their knees
Down we hued them
They fell as trees
In the gloaming hours
Into the mist we sail
In the gloaming hours
Into the mist we sail