Dragons Of The North

<br>As blood for wolves for riches and lust<br>Onward with hammers to chest<br>Villages burn, burn citys to dust<br>And for fun they tortue the rest<br><br>Cold, blue steel through a nice day`s breast<br>An avalanche of heathnes set sail<br>To show to the world of which men is beast<br>To conquer where others would fail<br><br>Odin is working to eagerly form<br>A great heathen fist from the north<br>Pray for your life when there`s signs of a storm<br>But praying won`t help when the dragons com forth<br><br>Roaming the bow, the berserks, the fierce<br>They know not fear of pain<br>Women and children are swimming in tears<br>While the berserks are going insane<br><br>Scholared embodies by blood and the mound<br>The clink of sword sound death chord<br>Bearslough and wolfslough are shaking the ground<br>Embraced by might, great northern horde<br><br>Odin, great warlord, I greed you with hail<br>This new god is weaker of class<br>Grant me thy powers, your secrets unveil<br>And I`ll kick this christ right in the ass