Run for your lives, death has arrived
Try save your soul, run from the sound of rowing oars.
Out of the mist breaks a dragon ship
even more feared than the nail-ship "Naglfar".
A bear-coated man stands in the bow
cold eyed he gazes towards the shore.
The dragon's head is grim and red
all covered in blood, a gift from the mighty Gods.
Warshields are raised, the gods are praised
The people stare paralyzed with fear.
The legends tell of a man that fell
from the grace of his baptized king.
As a banished man he fled from his land
but solemnly swore to return with holy war.
But no-one knows how the legend goes
'cause no-one's survived that's gazed into his eyes
'cause no-one's returned that's met his fire.
They say wolf-skinned men follow him
Berserks whose eyes burn with flames of ice.
Some say mighty Thor
guides their blades in war
They say they cannot be killed,
nore can their blood be spilled.
So run for your lives,
death has arrived,
the legend has come
to take the lives of the deceitful ones.
Run for your lives
the death's ship's arrived
There's no way you'll live
to tell of meeting his fire.
Excuse all type-os and spelling errors etc. I think that's how the lyrics go, anyhow. I expect I'll hear from Johan if I got them wrong....

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