The Hunt - Thurs

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

Someone had to take it all away

There is not much left

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 loose 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

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