All hail the warlord on his blackened steed Riding through the tundras, bloodied, infernal deeds He comes to take away the ones you hold dear The battle horn blows and certain death draws near Ice cold steel, unsheathed, unquenched Screams of the weak fill the night sky The glow of our houses burns painfully bright Understand the end has come for you this night And now the warlord is here Showing no mercy The warlord has no fear, Honoured in death, defiled in life The chants of the Aesir call him home