Hear the warcry of our warriors
Only one thing remains in our head
The desire of the blood
We fight for our ancestors glory
Our men laughed at death
Have no fear to defeat
We are unstoppable forces
We enjoy destroying lives one by one
Pain is what remains
Once we go to a battlefield
We are fed by blood
We will be remembered in victory songs
We fight with the strength of Thor
Hold tight your f*cking sword
Massacre your enemies
And paint with their blood the ground
When you hear our battle roars
You have reached the end of your life
So, f*ck you and die!
Our fate is forged in the steel
We create slaughters wherever we go
Odin is guiding us
Blood in our face but, we want more
Bear skin as armor, axe in hand
Can't be stopped by a mortal man
Why should we be afraid of death?
That is not the berserker path
Here we are to smash you all