Thurs - The Hunt

I will tell you a story about the old times
The times before they fell into the wrong God
When we were warriors of the old code
Mighty and armed to the bone
When we fought our fights in belief of
The old Norse gods all those great gods
The true and only gods for us

We will use all our strength gather us
We hate them we will kill them
We will hunt them to eternity and back
The battle with Christian tyrants will never come to an end
But we will never lose our stand

We are still mighty and strong
We will never give up
We will never surrender
We will put our faith in these old norse gods
We will get them get them for what they did
To our men woman and children
Those hideous christian souls

Hunt them down
Tear them up
Rip their souls
Let them bleed
The same blood
They caused us
Swing your axe
Hit them straight
Leave no one to live

Hail the almighty Gods
The older ones we trust
Hail the old mighty Kings
The kind who is our leaders

We will send the false ones away
Never to return
We want to live in our peace
With no interference from the Christian wars
That is why we must extinct these tyrants
So they can do harm no more