Warlords Lyrics

Half Man, Half Beast, Lõki's low down trick.

Claws, Fangs, Feathers, Growls,
Cruel, Wild, Creatures of myths.
I can smell their putrid breath
I can feel their hunger for

Death, Sly, Ugly Hunters,
Fatal Raid, Thirsty killers.
I can hear their panting excitement
So are ours, Great sons of warlords

We are ready to die!

The only way to reach the path to the great Valhalla
is to fearlessly fight and assent to bleed.
Vidarr made a pact with Lõki and damned our souls to a near end.
Gods are giving us a chance to reach our redemption; to ascend.

In the end, we will feast with Gods.
We will fight again and again!
In the end, we will feast with Gods
Again and again!