Einherjer - Dragons Of The North

As blood for wolves for riches and lust
Onward with hammers to chest
Villages burn,burn citys to dust
And for fun they tortue the rest

Cold,blue steel through a nice day`s breast
An avalanche of heathnes set sail
To show to the world of which men is beast
To conquer where others would fail

Odin is working to eagerly form
A great heathen fist from the north
Pray for your life when there`s signs of a storm
But praying won`t help when the dragons com forth

Roaming the bow,the berserks,the fierce
They know not fear of pain
Women and children are swimming in tears
While the berserks are going insane

Scholared embodies by blood and the mound
The clink of sword sound death chord
Bearslough and wolfslough are shaking the ground