Текст песни Wolfsangel - Njord

Waters are his herd
Wild winds are his might
Praise the mighty god
Raise Your Weapons high
On his streams we ride
Turn their towns to flame
Take their blood for gift
Let us see his mirth

Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Watch the splashes flying
Hear the dead souls crying
See the stallions in foam

Tease their land like hail
Till the spineless die
Send their souls to ice
Harvest bloody crop
They forgot the yew
They will get no luck
Turn their sacred place
Show them real light

Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Enter fields of Njord
Watch the splashes flying
Hear the dead souls crying
See the stallions in foam

At kveldi skal dag leyfa
Konu er brennd er
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