Ride, ride, ride
Ride up from Hell
Armed with magic
Sons of Demons and men
This song of greeting
Written for your tragic end
So long our stride
The world doth tremble with fear
Black winds blow where we ride near
Maim and kill them
Take the women and children
Hot pitch and chain
Take to the air
Our ramming blades
Lay their ships hold bare
Steel meets steel
Axes, broadsword and shield
Their heads ride our spears
And bodies cover the fields
Maim and kill them
Take the women and children
Fallen brother, as I hold closed your side
I fear this wound your last
Mighty earth, now doth drink your blood
And I remember days long past
Your sacrifice so great
Rest now, take thy sleep
For you shall not awake
Let revenge be sweet
For when we march
Your sword rides with me
For when we march
Your sword rides with me
For when we march
Your sword rides with me
For when we march
Your sword rides with me
You who killed my brother
And all who take your side
This be your last hour
Let your steel be tried
Now turn to face me
Upon the timeless plane
Kill me if you can
Death is life
By the full moon they rise from their graves
Through seas of blood
Fighting with Hell bent rage
Swear the creed of unity
By the circle of blood, we are one
We know not fear, born to fight, not run
Maim and kill them
Take the women and children
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