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Frozen woods holding within the wisdom |
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Forbidden spirit of war and our blood |
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Ancient battles that were fought then |
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Are now revived to glorify our reign |
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Agonizing freezing winds |
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Whip your christian flesh |
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Our heathen steel will break your bones |
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And leave you lying dead in the snow |
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Warlike songs to celebrate the horns |
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Are sung around our campfire before the dawn |
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Grant us the strength to fight |
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To spill the holy blood on the pagan soil |
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Raise the hammer, ancient gods of war |
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The lightnings shall strike once more |
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Break the cross and abolish the lies |
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Striking them down with steel and your raging winter |
