Death
Turn men's lives to despair
Corrupting the weak and the feeble
Forcing them to live this nightmare
Fear turns to unending anguish
End this insanity please set me free
From this agony
Suffer my wrathful ire
Indignation, frenzy
This power has been granted to me
It's a curse it will never set me free
From life's misery
Skol
In the end, I am the only soul left
On this battlefield
Bathed in the blood of my enemies
This is payment to the Valkyries
I will break you
Down
No more salvation
