Thunderlord

Awakened, strong and proud
Blade of sword, taste of blood
I call the mighty name of the Thundergod

Toward our realms
We are still fighting
Heathen blood is our own

Fire is still burning under the ruins
I can listen to my spirit, to my veins
That the ancient path is shining like before
Hammer is the sign we have been waiting for

Thor !
We are true messengers
Sent to call back the hordes
Sons of winterlands
Into night we shall strike

Forever in darkness
We follow our gods
Expecting Valhalla
For Ragnarök we fight

Donar, Asa-thor,
Will now lead us
To the places where our enemies are hiding

Yes we are claiming
what belongs to us
unchaining our black magic over enemies realms

We are true Nordic warriors
Sent to kill muslims
Sons of our Lands
With pride we shall fight !

We are true messengers
Sent to call back the hordes
Sons of winterlands
Into night we shall strike