From beyond the vastness of the ocean
They carried their cross to our homeward shores
Clad in robes of purest white
Carried idols of gold we were told to adore
Priests of mercy their self-righteousness
Challenged just by their need to obey
Their distant shepherd who told them to convert
The heathens of lands far away
In their wake their men were marching
Who traded their crosses for swords of steel
Made to sacrifice the sinners
Who refused to kneel to their god‘s mercy
Ancient idols toppled and shattered
To pieces in religious zeal
For those who refuse the lambs of the shepherd
In Rome bore the license to k**
So pray to a deity of cowardice
Mercy, forgiveness and love
Join his herd of sheep
And wait for your slaughter
To join all the angels above
Join in the Wild Hunt
For wolves in sheep's clothing
Thor and Odin
We'll never deny
Rampaging hordes
Of wolves in sheep's clothing
Feel our loathing
We'll stand in your way
The Norns already spun the thread
Your empire shall not last forever
Behind your hypocrisy lies
What all you white-dressed sheep still dread
But by the time the thread'll be cut
You'll share our fate in d**h
The souls of our departed
Will greet us with merciful laughter
Despite your efforts
By the golden gates of Asgard
We'll stand and we'll laugh at the wretch
Whom you're calling your Lord
Join in the Wild Hunt
For wolves in sheep's clothing
Thor and Odin
We'll never deny
Rampaging hordes
Of wolves in sheep's clothing
Feel our loathing
We'll stand in your way
Our gods ain't dead, they are just sleeping
In the trees, in the glades, in the rays of the sun
And even if you raise a few more crosses
All Pagandom rises, as our spirit lives on