3 acessos
When the grimson red skies
Baths the horizon in a poisonous kiss
I kiss my hammer
I kiss thy sword
My eyes glear of infernal joy
In my dreams i saw them
They made me swear the oath
At the seventh of the seven mountains
The twenty first of december
The skies bath the horizon in fire
I hold my sword before me and i
Kneel before the blood on the stone
Greet me !!!
This moment was chosen at the birth
Of the gods
A true son of aasgard i am
And blood that ran on my fathers
Graves
The oath sworn, the blood is given
Now i await you to pass me your forces