As the sun rises on the battlefield
Only one figure dominates the area
His shadow glides across the field
Now hear his tale
Born as a son of the gods
He was the King of the Dark Realms
With his Dragon Armour
And his flaming sword
He promised he would slay them all
Chorus: The warlord
With Odin by his side
The warlord
Last one of a feared race
The warlord
Unleashed upon you all
Wading through pools of blood
Still he's craving for more
Butchering all the disbelievers
Sons of the vikings follow his lead
Chorus
Leading a growing band of nobles
Their goal was planned by gods
All the unholy will fall
Under the blades of the knights
Chorus
Now, they're standing victorious
As the last enemies are slain
And the remainders are eaten by wolves
The gods are smiling as they ride
