• Blood gushes from the wound
    The cut is wide and deep
    And before I turn around
    He falls to his knees

    A clear song rings in the blade
    When steel meets hardened steel.
    I hear the sound of wood that breaks,
    A swords cuts through my shield.

    I drop the shield and grab my axe,
    A weapon in each fist.
    The first blow makes the helmet crack,
    The axe cut to the teeth.

    I rip the axe from the head,
    covered in blood and brains.
    Leave the body lying dead,
    Ready to strike again.

    My sword cuts through clothes and skin,
    Like a hot knife cuts through snow.
    I smile as the b*****d screams,
    when I twist my sword.

    Sword in my hand,
    Axe on my side.
    Valhall awaits me,
    Soon I will die.
    Bear skin on my back,
    Wolf jaw on my head.
    Valhall awaits me
    when I'm dead.

    I raise my axe above my head,
    My eyes stare in furious rage.
    Yet more blood will be shed,
    This is a victorious day!

    Blood gushes from the wound,
    The cut is wide and deep.
    As I turn around,
    I fall to my knees.

    Sword in my hand,
    Axe on my side.
    Valhall awaits me,
    Soon I will die.
    Bear skin on my back,
    Wolf jaw on my head.
    Valhall awaits me
    when I'm dead.