when the grimson red skies baths the horizon in a poisonous kiss I kiss my hammer I kiss my sword my eyes glear of infernal joy in my dreams I saw them they made me swear the oath at the seventh of the seven mountains the twenty first of december the skies bath the horizon in fire I hold my sword before me and I kneel before the blood on the stone greet me!!! this moment was chosen at the birth of the gods a true son of aasgard I am my sign is the color of the night and the blood that ran on my fathers graves!!! the oath is sworn the blood is given now I await you to pa** me your forces